Prologue

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January 4th Boston, Massachusetts

I grab my coat and tuck my scarf inside as I walked out the door the frost filled air impacted my face. With a huff i was on my way to my destination. I was going to see Dylan at Starbucks for the first time this year, since it was the first time I'd see him this year. As I walked down the snow covered city I noticed my surrounding. I took out my camera and started to take a picture of the footprints I had left behind. You can say I'm kind of a photo freak. I continue my walk to Starbucks and  I arrive shortly around 10 minutes after.  Now all I have to do is to wait for Dylan.

To Dylan : Hey loser, are you on your way.

I suddenly hear a crash outside the coffee shop and a gunshot. I run out to see what was going on. In the snow about a block ahead was a man. He probably been robbing the near by bank and i guess he couldn't stop his van long enough to let a pedestrian by. How stupid is he to get out of the car and also shoot the guy. I decide to call 911,before he notices me.

"9-1-1 What is your emergency?'

"I see a man that has probably robbed a bank. His van crashed near Plinton Ave. near the Starbucks. He hit a guy on the street and shot him after he got out of his car. I have not checked on the guy or who he is but for now all I know is that the robber got away." I say

"Help is on the way. Ma'am may you do us a favor and check who this person is."

I smiled, "Well sir, it is my dream job."

With that the caller hung up the phone. I went towards the direction of the guy who was hit. You see I want to be a crime scene investigator. Now of course that job does not include seeing the injured person, but I love helping people all the same. I'm not out of high school yet so when I am I will know for sure.

As I approach the guy on the rode I noticed that he is unconscious. I have never seen this man in my life. I look closer and he bleeding on his abdomen, but I know it hasn't touched any vital organs. I start to check to see if I can find a wallet or something that will help me identify him. I feel his wallet in his coat and check to see what his name might be. Huh... William Gassell.

I couldn't call someone he might know on his phone, for the reason that it was locked. I'm so sorry,I thought, I would want someone I love to know if I was hurt.

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The ambulance finally comes and they take the guy away. I made sure to ask one of the medics to try to contact the guys family members. I go back inside the Starbucks and see that I got a new message.

Dylan: I'm about 5 minutes away.

I excitedly jump up and down like a little kid and then make my way over to order a drink and also a muffin. I order Dylan's favorite drink which is basically java chips mix with chocolate syrup and chocolate whipped cream and chocolate chips . While for me ,since its cold, I order hot chocolate with cinnamon and whipped cream.

I make my way over to a table and right on cue Dylan walks through the door. i put my hot chocolate down and run up to him attacking him with a big hug in which he immediately returns. He then lets me up and kisses my cheek which makes gives me all these roller coaster feels but lets not get into that.

"Hey I missed you." he says

We make our way to the table.

"I missed you too. So how was Brazil? Did you get the amazing exotic vacation you were hoping for?" I ask

He had been talking about the trip like it was a far away dream that he couldn't catch he was afraid of heights. Not really he was just too much of an adrenaline junkie.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 23, 2015 ⏰

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