I was surprised to see Tiffany on the floor in front of me, crying. It also surprised me that I volunteered to find her. I don't even like her. "Prim help me." Tiffany sobbed. I look at her. Her hair was a mess, her clothes dirty. She looked like she really needed help.
"Ok. What do you need help for?" I ask. "Gale is trying to kill your mom and dad!" She gasps out. "Why do you need me to help you if it's about my parents?" I ask. Tiffany looks at me, puzzled. "I said Prim I need to help you." She says. I must be hearing wrong. Gale where did I hear that name before? Then I remember. The guy that loves mommy.
"We need to tell my parent's!" I say.
"Like they'll believe us!"
"But you know Gale too! They'll think that you really did meet him and he's trying to kill my mom and dad!"
"But they'll think you put me up against it!"
"We're not even friends! No way they'll think that- especially since I'm a good kid."
"Ya and I'm the wicked witch of the west! Get real Prim!"
"Face facts Tiffany! They'll most likely believe me!"
"Cause you're little miss Goody-Goody!"
I look at Tiffany, my face red. "I know!" I yell. A tear rolls down my cheek. "I know." I whisper. I can't be a bad girl. Especially since people expect me to be a good girl. A hand clamps down on my shoulder. "Let's go for a walk in the woods girls." A voice says. I look at Tiffany. The person who has a hand on my shoulder has one on Tiffany's. "Oh and just so you'll know. You have no way to escape." The voice says coldly.
Sorry it's been awhile. I have three stories to juggle. Sorry. Can you guess who has Tiffany and Prim?