Remember

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"Amelia?" I heard someone call from my door. "Bill. You need to get up." The person knocked on my door. I groaned.

"Amelia Nicole. You need to get your ass out of bed." I finally was awake enough to know who's voice that belonged to, Mix's.

"Mix, leave me alone. I want to be alone." I said groggily into my pillow.

"Either you wake up now, or I open this door and poor cold water all over you." My best friend said. Although her threat scared me, I was too lazy to get up.

"That's it, you leave me no choice." I heard silence for a couple of seconds before I heard my door open loudly, and hear loud footsteps coming my way. Then all of a sudden I felt this cold wetness on my back and I immediately jolted up.

I looked at Mix and Jake and gave them my death glare and middle finger. I seriously wasn't in the mood for their childish behavior.

"Get out of my room." I demanded.

"Mel," Mix started off.

"Don't you want to talk with him?" Jake asked before Mix could say anything else.

"With who?" I asked, tilting my head before realization hit me and my face fell.

"You have to talk to him sooner or later." Mix said with her head down.

I looked down too and wanted to cry. "Gosh, why couldn't you have just left me alone?!" My mood suddenly changed. Jake and Mix looked frightened.

"Why couldn't you have just left me at peace?! I forgot for a while!" I screamed at them, tears threatening to spill

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