I'm here for you

Chapter 3

        I was walking in the school hallway, slowly towards my locker, and got my math book. I was smiling. 

        "Meg!" A familiar voice shouted, and I turned around to see my brother Max. 

        Wasn't Max gone? I went to his funeral. I saw the accident. I heard his last words. How was he here?

        "I wanted to wish yoou luck before your first class." He said.

        "Didn't you d-die?" I asked him nervously.

        "No, what are you talking about Megan? I was with you all summer, we went to the pool, skated around the park." He tried to jog my memory.

        I shook my head in disbelief. Then I felt my body shaking. 

        My eyes flew open, and I sat straight up. It was a dream. It was all just a dream. I took a deep breath, and got out of my bed. 

        I threw on jean shorts and a random T-shirt. I walked upstairs, and found a note from my parents saying that they had gone to work. I was about to convince myself that I was going to do nothing all day when the doorbell rang. 

        I groaned, as I walked to the door. I looked through the peephole, and was surprised by what I saw. It was the guy from the park yesterday, the one with black hair. I opened the door.

        "Are you stalking me or something?" I asked, half joking, half serious.

        "No, I didn't even know this was your house, I swear." He said, he ha a deep voice. "I live next door, I thought I would welcome the new neighbors."

        "Oh." I smiled.

        "My name is Eli." He smiled back, extending his hand. 

        "Megan, Meg for short." I shook his hand. 

        "I saw you skateboarding yesterday, do you wanna skate down to the park with me?" He asked.

        "Sure." I agreed. "You can come in for a second, I left my board downstairs."

        What the hell? I thought to myself. I just invited a complete stranger into my house.

        He stepped through the front door. I walked downstairs to grab my board, and ran back upstairs. Eli was exactly were I left him. 

        "Ready?" He asked as I put on my worn out black converse, and stood up.

        "Yep." I said, and we walked out the door.