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Chapter 2: The Call.
Casey checked the brown calendar in her hand several times, turning the pages only to see that all of the year was dated 2013. Ok. She thought, if this was one of Derek's mischievous pranks, he had gone too far. She opened the drawer beside the bed; not really expecting anything now that all that was up in her head was Derek and his prank. She had to know where the place was and how she had wind up there.
As her hand delved through the drawer, she found a journal also dated 2013. "When the heck did Derek become so prepared with his pranks?" She muttered, rather in amusement. She opened them, hoping to see Derek's handwriting, but instead found her own.
Monday Wednesday: Psychology of Women, Calculus 3, Socio. Tuesday Thursday: Speech 161, English 240. Fuck.
Oh she was screwed all right. She knew that English 240 was the highest level of English class she intended to take her last semester of college. It was then that she was sure Derek didn't take part in this whole crazy situation. He wouldn't have known. Heck, she didn't even write it down in her diary.
Casey tried to think about what was going on, but her mind went completely blank. What happened to the three and a half years she missed? She didn't remember one bit. It was then that she somehow had a brilliant idea. Looking around in the room, she finally found her cell (or so she think since it was the only one she found in the room). She opened the phone, opened contacts, and scrolled down to the name she'd been familiar with the last few years of high school.
"Yes?"
"Em!" Casey cried out in relief of hearing the voice she recognized too well of. When Casey took her scholarship to Queens, Emily went to the college near their hometown along with many of her friends. Hearing her voice, Casey suddenly missed her best friend's presence, especially now that she was trapped in all this craziness.
"Called me to talk more about your upcoming anniversary? Honestly, I think you just need to go with the flow Case." The voice in the line commented out.
"Whose anniversary?" Casey cannot help but asked.
"Yours and Derek's of course!" Emily replied disbelievingly. "Mine and Sam's still next month remember?"
"Wait, you're with Sam? And I'M with Derek?" Is this even Earth? She just had to wonder.
"Seriously Casey? Don't act like you've forget everything." But Casey did forget everything. For the past 3 years plus at least.
Casey persuaded the other party to tell her almost everything. It was brilliant how Casey leaded the flow of the conversation, asking open-ended questions so Emily's talkative side spilled Emily so-called De-sey facts. She thanked herself that she was a good voice actor. At least with every little surprise she got, it would only show in her facial expression. She took a pencil and wrote down the key points of their conversation.
Closing the phone with 'goodbyes' and 'talk to you laters', the brunette looked down in her notes. She indeed was a keener. Reading the notes, she had to let out a chuckle—out of what emotions she wasn't really sure.
"Okay." Casey said to herself, taking deep breath.
Emily & Sam: going on 1 year, feb 20.
Derek: start dating Jan 19 2011. Mom, George knew on first anniversary. Did not take it very well. "Had to ruin the mood" She said to herself and continued reading. Lots of fights, but Em put it as Lovey-Dovey. "Eew." She just had to cringe reading her own handwriting. Been living together for half a year. Further cringing. Planned to have a one-day date with Derek Saturday. Who would have thought? Casey was indeed speechless, murmuring how you could expect crazy things from life.
"Need. To. Know. More." She finally told herself after her notes sank into her brain.
Now where would future me put my diary? She wondered, looking around her bedside table, then at the room when she didn't find it. It was amusing how her mind's state of distress changed into a curious one. She went through the drawers around the room, finally finding the thing she'd been looking for stacked under a set of empty notebooks. "Smart choice, future Casey." Casey muttered to herself when she was sure the baby blue notebook was her diary. She really knew herself best.
A/N: Supposed to finish summer class today but seemed not because of my own stupidity :(. Pretty stressed out because I missed my online class finals deadline, and am arguing with my professor via email so that he can extend the deadline. Hope that didn't affect writing since I am writing to keep my mind off the stress… Fanfiction is currently my remedy...
Anyways, enough about me. How much do you think she'll reveal from her diary? Do review!