Chapter 3

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^^Jai Courtney as James Johnson
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"Don't call me that Chels"

"Wait, hold on, James!"

James is my older brother but he was younger than Sage. I miss him, I missed them both, we don't live with each other and we don't talk much because we work alot, it seems to me that they were better off, they've had money... alot and James still has since he inherited most of it from Sage.

"It's nice to hear from you too" he commented sarcastically

"Oh, im so sorry, im just so shocked. Hey how you doin'?"

I was wo confused why was he calling me... not that I didn't like it. But why now?

"Enough about me, I need to tell you something"

"Yeah err-"

Right then I had a vision

It was kind of blurry but I could make out what it was... a beautiful house in the countryside. It was way bigger than the house I already lived in with mum.

"Chels? did you hear what I said"

"Huh"

"I got you a new home that is cheaper than the one you and mum live in you move in there tomorrow! "

What!

"What!, what about mum, her too?"

"No, shes moving in with me!"

Thats James for you... the miracle worker. Our house was starting to break down.

"James thank you so much"

"Dont thank me yet, you still need a new job and a husband"

"could you stop that. Im happy being alone havnt I already made that clear?"

There is no point arguing with James he is already the best lawyer in town, but I have to try, right?

"Okay, fine"

Yay I won

"Just stop working right now and go pack up"

"Kay kay, bye!"

I stumbled across the table and hit my knee on table. Damn

When I looked up again I was scrutinized by a tall stranger. I had a vision again ugh this is the worst of timed because all I do is stare and mumble words with no sound

As I was saying, I had a vision. I was being held by my neck at a bar... what I dont even drink? Was it really a bar?

"Hello?"

Oh snap

I gasped loudly

"Sorry, you startled me, how can I help?"

"I need these signed"

I signed the concent forms and dashed out the door. I didn't need to see the man giving me the death look but I could feel it at the back of my head.

Anywho forget about that man... its time to think about me! Im moving out! I hate the city, its so crowded

I reached my door and mum ran straight for me "did you bring the milk?"
Typical

"Nice to see you to ma, I had a great day at work"

"Sorry Chelsea, did James tell you the news?"

"Yes! Im so excited"

I thought for a second

"But wait ma, when will I see you again? Im moving to the countryside and your staying here"

"Dont worry chelè, we'll visit each other"

Chelè was what my mum calls me because it was how I pronounced my name when I was little it doesn't make sense. Does it?

I gave her a tight hug then made my way to my room, I took a deep breath and said to myself
time to pack...
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