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:: So the cast (for some reason wattpad won't let me do a cast...?) Anyways the cast for the book is,

April Paymot- Eleanor Calder

Lesley Todd - Gage Golightly

Chester Windfall - young Harry Styles (2010-2011 version ;-) )

So that's just people you can picture the characters as if you want. Hope you guys like the book! Check out my other just completed book too! ::

Nine o clock.

Finally.

After hours of sitting lazily in my room it's finally nine. Good thing too. With April gone all I'm left to do is stare at these blank pink walls. I swear this room gets smaller and smaller everyday. The plane beige carpet is lined with dirty footprints from the day's me and April ran into the room with mud-covered shoes, leaving stains that have never seemed to go away in our path. The light pink color on my walls annoys me more by the minute. I still can't come up with a logical explanation to why I begged my mother to paint them pink when I was eight. Purple Polk-a-dot curtains frame the only window in the room. The window that I used to sit at and fly paper airplanes to April through. The window that looks right into April's now empty room.

April.

I snap out of my trance and grab the telephone that sits on my nightstand. It's one of those weird office phones that I'm forced to use since my mother can't afford to buy me a cell phone. But hey, at least it works.

I dial Aprils number and wait impatiently as it rings several times.

"Hello?" Sofia's voice comes through the line.

I huff in disappointment and respond with a short hi.

"Um, who is this?" Sofia asks.

"Oh yeah, sorry, it's Lesley. Can I talk to April?"

"Oh Lesley sweetie, I'm so sorry to tell you this but I'm afraid you and April can't talk on the phone very much. The price for cellular minutes is through the roof here!" She rushes.

"But- How are we supposed to talk then?" I ask frantically.

"I'm so sorry sweetheart, but I'm going to have to hang up. It's already been three minutes! Oh no! Three minutes. Gosh dang it! Sorry Lesley, I'll tell April you said hi."

With that the line goes silent.

"Ugh." I say aloud as I sit down at my window seat.

I hug my knees to my chest and stare blankly out the window.

"This is going to suck."

I already know it. With school starting in less that a week, and not being able to contact April, I can tell this is going to suck.

"What's going to suck?"

I jump at the sudden sound and stand to my feet. I relax when I see my mother give me a confused look and take a seat at the window, gesturing for me to do the same. She moves her dirty-blonde hair to one shoulder and rest her hands on her slender thighs.

I sit back down and spill to my mom.

"Everything." I say uselessly.

My mom nods at me to explain.

"April not being here, sophomore year." Suddenly I remember yet another issue. "You and your new jobs." I say quietly.

"Aw Les."My mother says with a frown. "It won't be that bad. You have other friends and you can still call April." My mom responds, leaving one of the problems un answered.

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