Chelsey's Point of view (Pov)
I woke up to the loud screeching on my bed. I opened my eyes, and looked at my side. William was sitting there, fully dressed in something that's hard to see with morning eyes. "Hi bestfriend." He greeted with a smile that showed his dimples.
"What the fuck are you doing in my room!" I asked, jolting off of my bed just to become best friends with the ground. I groaned, and got up from the bed, hearing laughter.
"Why do you even bother anymore bestfriend. Man, that was hilarious." He commented laughing some more. I got up and walked to the opposite side of the bed that he was on. I shot daggers at him through my eyes, while snatching my diary away from the small table. "Wouldn't want to have that accident again, huh bestfriend." He laughed, referring to the time that I almost annihilate him for my diary.
I smiled, and said, "Okay, get out so that I can change, and you don't have to worry about driving me to school, i'd rather take the bus." There was a moment of silence, and then laugher filled the air.
"Okay, that's enough of jokes Chelse. Hurry up, and come downstairs so that we can get to school." William told me, while leaving my room. I looked at the clock, making me instantly choke on air.
I darted into my bathroom, and instantly got to work with my hygiene. After I was done, William wasn't at my place. Worry slowly dwelled inside of me, but suddenly faded when my mom made me pancakes and sausages.
I sat down at the dining table and ate my food so quick that when I had 1 pancake left in 3 minutes of eating 5 pancakes, I started to hiccup, but flushed it down with orange juice.
I put my plate inside the sink after I had finished eating, and texted William to finish what he had started, as in dropping me off at school. I sat down waiting for him to come because i'm too lazy to take the bus.
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I guess that i'm not going to school today. It was already 12 am and i'm angry as hell right now. I used my phone to call William. Who knows, he's probably ditching school early, just so that I can drag his body and find a perfect place to bury him, where no one will find him, after I kill him.
The phone rang three times before going straight to voice mail. I got up form the couch, which had my butt marked on it. I threw my backpack on the ground knowing that if I go to school now, then i'll be late, and then it wouldn't look so great for my future college interviews.
I left my house, and started to run to the Gray's house, but suddenly almost crashed into a little girl with big brown eyes, with short-long hair that was also brown, but light brown. When she saw me she asked me, "Do you know where my big brother is?" I looked closer at her, but nothing.
"I'm sorry, but I don't." I told her, breaking the news to her, while seeing that she looked like someone that I knew. She grew pale and whispered, "I see him all the time, but i'm too shy to say anything." then she ran away. What did she mean by that? She lives with him right, or is she like spying or him, or some kind of crazy shit? I shook it off, and continued to run towards his house, like a psychopath, making me instantly slow down, once a few people looked at me showing me clearly what I am.
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Once I arrived at his house, I knocked on the door, which by the way, is relatively big house. The door suddenly opened to William's mother, who had puffy eyes. Suddenly my stomach fell. "What happened?" I asked, feeling extremely worried. She moved aside and let me in, not answering my question. I walked inside slowly, seeing the house well lit. I guess that the brat has left the cave.

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Is It Meant To Be (Under major editing again)
Teen Fiction*Warning: Description may be terrible, but the story will not! It's not easy writing a description without giving too much away, so sorry if it's bad. Also I'm going to add some twist in the story so it wouldn't be too cliche so if the first few cha...