Morgan
Friday, 3:48
"Morgan, are you saying Caroline disappeared?" Alicia asked me.
"Yes. I've looked everywhere I don't think she's on campus anymore."
"Thank you so much Edward," Was that Caroline's voice? I whipped around.
"Caroline are you okay?" I asked. Caroline had a small bandage wrapped around the finger she cut.
"There was glass in my finger and I didn't realize it, thankfully Edward was there to help me."
"Edward where were you?" Jack said gasping.
"We've been looking everywhere for you," Then he looked at Caroline.
"Come on we have to get out of here now!" Jack said freaking out. What was going on?
Edward said, "Did they come here?"
"No. Even worse mom sent me a message they have her." Who are they?
"What is going on?" Alicia asked.
"Nothing," Edward hissed giving her a dirty look, his eyes a beautiful rainforest green color.
"Come on Edward," Jack said literally dragging him.
"Let go of me I'm faster than you anyway," Was the last thing I heard from Edward because they both went racing off.
"They aren't very normal are they?" I asked.
"No. They aren't but in good way," Caroline sighed. Clara and Jane raced up to us.
"We were looking for you two and Edward and Jack raced past us," Clara said.
"You guys, shall we go to mall now?" I suggested.
"Yes, I totally forgot about the mall!" Alicia shouted. I was squirming. I wanted to look beautiful in front of Jackson. I thought as we got in the car.
"Sunshine Mall here I come," Clara said gleefully.
"Little Shop of Horrors here I come," Jane said. We all giggled. I strode in. There are so many beautiful dresses.
"I need to look lovely," Caroline fretted.
"Won't Edward be jealous?" I asked smiling.
"Oh my gosh! I totally forgot I was going with Scotty!" Caroline freaked out! "That's ruins everything," she mumbled I couldn't help but laugh. Caroline's mood can change in a second.
"What about Jack and Chris? Won't they be upset?" Jane asked.
"Look at this dress," Caroline said grabbing it. "It's beautiful." It was beautiful. It was a Black and White dress that was floor length and strapless.
"But, it's six-hundred dollars," Alicia pointed out.
"I know," Caroline sighed.
"It is lovely though," Clara stated.
We browsed through dresses and found one for each of us. Clara bought a pretty lavender dress. Alicia bought a floor length pink dress with three white stripes on the bottom. Caroline bought a cute teacup dress that was black and pink. I bought a floor length blue dress. Oh, and Jane left while we were browsing.
We wandered around the mall. The main conversation was about Edward, Jack, and Chris, which annoyed me because all I wanted to talk about was Jackson.
Jackson and I are perfect for each other. I do have to admit I would rather have Clark Kent though.
"Morgan, are you dreaming about Superman or Jackson?" Alicia asked knowingly.
"Both," I finally admitted after a long silence.
"Of course you are!" Clara laughed. "Omigosh!"
"What?" The four of us shouted to Clara.
"What's Chris doing here?" Clara asked. I slowly turned around and saw Chris turning a flashlight on and off, on and off, and continuing.
"Chris what in the world are you doing?" Clara asked confronting him.
"Clara! You're here!" he said excitedly throwing the flashlight behind him.
"Yes. I'm here and I need to talk to you," She said.
"What?" Chris asked clearly amused that she had a question for him.
"What is in your bag?" Clara asked. Pointing to a small leather bag.
"Oh. Some items I carry everywhere." Chris said leisurely. First he pulled out a first-aid kit. "I carry this because Edward and Jack tend to get hurt and I tend to do something klutzy." Then he pulled out some Twine. Who carries rope around?
"You bring rope everywhere you go?"
"Actually I just bought this because I tend to fall into holes a lot. Its name is twine."
"Chris, you are so weird," Clara mumbled.
"Are there any other items?" Caroline asked trying to see into the bag.
"Well there are two more items," Chris said pulling out two action figures.
"Chris, aren't you a little to old to have dolls?" Alicia giggled.
"They are not dolls. They are action figures," Chris said smugly.
"Is that one a Jesus action figure?"
"Yes it's the Jesus action figure with movable arms and glide-motion action. And this one is Chuck Norris," Chris mentioned proudly.
"You have a Chuck Norris action figure?" Clara asked giving him a disapproving look.
"Yes. He's my idol. Who doesn't want to be like Chuck Norris?" Chris asked.
"You have the weirdest items ever, Chris," Alicia said. "Yeah, I know," He said proudly.
"Hey Chris where does your family and you live?" Caroline asked.
"348 Little Town Way. Why?"
"Because I'm going to visit your family." I was shocked; Caroline is going to leave us for Edward?
"Tell Edward hi for me." Chris said calmly, like he totally expected Caroline to ask that question. Alicia scampered after her.
"You humans have a strange way of showing love," he muttered. Clara looked at him in a strange way. Wait; did he just say you humans like he wasn't one? Clara gave him a questioning look.
He sighed and said "Morgan, may I ask you to leave? I must talk to Clara," I gave Clara a look.
"I'll be fine, go have fun," Clara smiled.
I turned around and slowly walked off. What was Chris talking about? Why was it so serious that I had to leave? Where was I going? It suddenly hit me I had been walking forward paying no attention to where I was going. This stinks three of my friends had dumped me for boys and I didn't know where Jane was. It reminded me of that Nationwide commercial. Life comes at you fast. Yes, life does come at you fast; I've never seen Caroline so eager to leave us. That was going to be really strange.
Maybe it was just a little crush. But, if I think it over the way Edward looks at Caroline is also confusing it's like he really cares for her but something was keeping them away from each other. Besides they barely even knew each other…
I wonder what Clara and Chris are talking about; maybe it was something to do with their relationship. No, It looked too serious to be that. Maybe Chris just didn't want me to be around, I wouldn't understand that though.
Something was really strange about him and his brothers and… well not sisters, but the three girls. Also, it can't be possible for a normal person to be so beautiful. I hope they don't steal my friends…well I don't have to worry about Jane. I didn't remember going in the car, but here I was just sitting in the car thinking to myself.
I started up my car.
Life wasn't fair; and I knew something big was about to happen. There were signs everywhere the sky was covered with dark clouds threatening to burst out rain at any second, but were enlightened by the radiant sun flowing across the clouds like how wind would blow against tumbleweeds. The animals were all gone preparing for the storm as I drove by. Maybe I should be like the animals and prepare for whatever storm was lying ahead getting ready to strike my friends and me.
I thought about calling Jackson but then deiced not to. I need some time to think. I visited the nearest Steak n' Shake and got some dinner and, for once I ate in silence. Some many thoughts were pestering my brain. Suddenly a woman sat next to me.
"Hi. I'm Morgan," I greeted. The woman was dressed in vivid colors, purples, reds, and oranges.
"Hello I'm Madame Quita. And I predict the future. Would you like me to read your future?"
"Cool I've never met a fortune teller before," I remarked.
"Give me your palm," She said in a strange voice. I gave her my hand.
"Interesting… Interesting… Oh my!" She said suddenly shaking furiously.
"What is it? What is my future?" I asked.
"Your future will be happy, but tonight it will start to get a little complicated. You will be involved with a war. You will make many new friends, but a dear friend of yours will be hurt. She will…" Then the lady stopped.
"What will happen? Please tell me!" I can't imagine anything bad happening to Alicia, Clara, Jane, or Caroline. The woman's face was as hard as stone and started talking very slowly.
"A friend of yours will lose someone very dear to her. She will feel lost and won't know what to do… she'll be okay for a few years… but, if she doesn't get over it… she'll…" Madame Quita abruptly stopped. What could be so horrible? I would try to make my friend feel better, but nothing that bad could happen to her… right?
"Please tell me what will happen," I pleaded; everyone was giving us a strange look. She looked straight into my eyes.
"You don't want to hear it," She said tears filling up her eyes.
"But, you must so I can stop it from happening," she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
And told me in a shaky voice, "If your friend doesn't get over it… she…won't… have… the… strength…"
"Strength for what?" I asked not realizing I was screaming.
"She won't have the strength to keep...living."
Friday, 7:04 PM