I kept scratching my arm on the day that it was meant to appear. No one really wants to know the day that they will die, but my morbid fascination had me literally itching to know. I grabbed my bag just as I heard a knock on the door, "You alive in there Thalia?" Cameron shouted through the door, "'cause we're really late right now." I opened the door and stood face to face with a smiling Cameron Dallas, my next door neighbour and best friend since forever. "Come on Cam, you should know me by now," I cheekily punched his arm as I jogged to his car, pulling open the door, "I'm never on time." I slammed the door shut chuckling at his goofy grin.
