Chapter Twenty-two
You
Peter went in my room the next morning to clean out my things. "What are you doing here?" he asked seeing me under my covers.
"What time is it?" I moaned.
"4:30."
"Why do you get up so early?"
"Well, to tell you the truth, I wasn't expecting you to be here! Now you can never go home! You are stuck here forever!"
"That was the whole point of coming here. Can I get dressed now?" I asked, right now I was in some shorts and a T-shirt.
"Fine, I will be outside," he said leaving.
When I came out, he was sitting on the railing. "Are you mad?" I asked softly.
"No, I guess not. I just think you would have been happier in your own time," he said looking at me.
"This is my own time now, and I am happier here," I said looking at the sunrise.
"Give me one reason why you decided to stay here," he said looking at me.
I looked at him too, then laid my head on his shoulder. "You."
Then I heard a loud noise. We both turned our heads to see what it was. All we saw was Jack sitting in a corner listening to us crying, "I am NOT crying!!!"
