Went into my backyard and realized there was somewhat of a forest behind the fence that surrounded the yard. Realizing I had nothing to do, and no one to do nothing with, I decided to take a risk. And really, before I could think twice, I was hopping that fence.
As I walked I thought about my life so far. Crazy, and weird. It would be so awkward to see Gordie after a few years and also considering I wasn't here when his brother died. This would be the first time I saw him since about two years before it happened. I knew he just wouldn't be the same.
And Blake…I still loved him. So much. And I don't even know why. He wasn't even a good boyfriend, like I lied to you that he was. He forced me into things. Oh gosh, now that I'm thinking about it. The pressure. Touching. Hurting. Screaming. I couldn't control myself. Thoughts flowed in, memories rushed back. It was too much. I started crying and shaking, and before I knew it, I was on the ground. Knocked out completely.
I awoke suddenly to boys talking. I had no clue where I was. I was lying on a hard, wooden ground. I realized that I was in something like a tree house. There was smoke all around the air, so whoever was there was obviously smoking. I had forgotten about what made me frreak out and faint. In fact i didnt even remember fainting, but i guess i did.
"What do we do with her?" Someone asked. It kind of sounded like Vern.
"Shh! Hey guys I think she's waking up!" Another boy said.
"She's pretty!" One other boy said. I blushed, but tried to cover it up so they wouldn't know i was listening.
"Guys...I know her!" Okay. That creeped me out until i knew who it was. Gordie.
"How?" Vern asked. He didnt know I lived next door yet, though. He said on my foot, unknowingly, and i groaned. My eyes opened immediately.
"Hey get off of me!" I shouted. I looked up to find four boys looking down at me. Vern, Gordie, and two boys i didnt recognize.
"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty!" It was the boy who said I was pretty. He wasnt so pretty. He had glasses and one of his ears were burnt pretty bad. Creepy.
"Ew, freak." I said, pushing the boy away. He laughed, but i ignored him. I turned around to Gordie.
"Brylee!" He exclaimed, surprising me extremely with a hug. I laughed and hugged him back.
"Gordo! I missed you! You do know i live down here now, right!?" I asked him. He shook his head.
"My mom didnt tell me. Where do you live?" He asked. I smiled, and pointed at Vern.
"Right next door to him." I said. Vern looked shocked.
"Oh yeah! Yeah, you're the Whitfields!" He said. I nodded.
"That's me." I said. The one boy who hadn't said anything yet finally spoke up.
"Wait, you're the famous Brylee Whitfield that we've heard so much about?!" He asked. I gave him a confused look.
"Famous?" I giggled. "What are you saying about me, Gordie!?" I asked Gordie. He blushed.
"I just told them how we used to hang out." He said. "You guys know she's Jane's cousin, right?" He asked the boys. The shook their heads, and then they remembered. I remembered them too.
"Omigosh! I remember you guys! We went swimming in that lake a few years ago, and then umm....you Vern, you lost your swim trunks!" I squealed. Everyone but Vern laughed.
"It wasnt funny." He grumbled. I looked over at the boy who only said like one thing. I remembered him, of course, but not his name. He smiled at me, and I smiled back. I couldnt quite put my finger on how i knew him. I mean obviously i knew him from Gordie, but there was something else.
"I guess you dont remember me." He blushed. "I'm Chris," He said. Then it hit me.
"Omigosh. Chris Chambers? Is it really you!?" I asked. He nodded. How could i possibly forget this boy. He was my first kiss! It wasnt like we even liked each other though. What happened was, we were sitting at a campfire that Gordie's father made for us when we were little. He left us there so we could just act out like kids normally do. Chris was making me a smore and then he dropped it in the dirt by accident. Like the little five year old that i was, i burst into tears and started screaming "You ruined it! You ruined my smore!" I cried and cried and he felt bad so he held my shoulders to calm me down, and then planted a big one ony my lips. I know, i know, you're probably all "Awww", but remember i was five, so it really grossed me out. I hit him in the head and started spitting it on him. It was really disgusting, but it was a big memory.
"Yes it is," He nodded. "It's okay i didnt recognize you either." He smiled.
"Do you remember me?" The perve asked. I nodded.
"Unfortunately i do, Teddy." I smiled.
It was so fun catching up with the boys again. We talked for hours and hours. And i tried my best to keep from thinking about...it.