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Chapter 9

I've been feeling so inspired these last couple of days so thanx for all your support and thanx so much for voting.
I would like to dedicate this chapter to chetnashah11 for all your support and votes.

Love you
JOHANNIE

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Mia:

Carter didn't showw up for school today. I wrote my Physics test without a problem and when I looked for Carter, to tell him that his tutoring session helped, I couldn't find him. I even looked up on the roof for him but nothing. I just decided to spend my lunch on the roof. It was my favourite place to be alone. Because so little people know about it and those who do just doesn't care anymore. I brought my chicken salad up here and sat amongst the plants. They were beautiful and in full bloom. I could also see that the forest was even greener now. I thought it looked green in the winter bit it was nothing compared to the blinding, vivid colours that shone from below me right now. I could even see a brave deer walking a little closer to the school boundary than they usually do.

After school I tried calling him. We usually went for a coffee after his lacrosse practice at Jack's. But Anthony said that he wasn't at practice either. The next three days I really got super stressed out. He didn't text or call and he wasn't at school. At the end of day three I was really worries and went to his parents house to see if he was maybe just deathly ill.

When I got to his house his parents weren't there and just as I was about to leave I saw a little key poking out from under a low hanging roof tile. (Why a roof tile?). I know it was rude of me but I couldn't resist surprising Carter.

I took out the key and unlocked the front door with a click. I stood there in awe. The house was huge and so beautiful. How could Carter be this rich. It was a stereotype that all British people were rich in USA but this was ridiculous. I walked into the living room slash open plan kitchen. The living room was decorated in cool colours. There was a light blue rug and a stark white couch (how do they keep it clean I struggle to keep our black leather couch clean)

The kitchen was in contrast to the living room with warm earthy colours and black marble countertops. They also had a kitchen island the size of our whole kitchen. Their house was beautiful and so well decorated.

Called out to Carter but heard no reply. I only heard a faint movement from a room upstairs. I walked up the gorgeous steps and stopped at the door from which I heard a sound. I shouldn't be snooping like this but I just couldn't resist. Carter and I have been friends for quite a while now and I barely know anything about him. I talk on and on about myself and he listens intently but he never shares anything about himself. He was a mystery to me I didn't even know what his moms name is.

I opened the door and much to my surprise it was Carters room. He had a very beautiful room. Different shades of grey, black and white was all over the room. It only had a few splashes of emerald green. His lacrosse jerseys from over the last few years hung in three neat black frames over his bed. His room was a little messy with a little pile of clean clothes stacked on a chair but it was neat for the most part.

I heard a sound from below. (Oh shit)

Damn they are going to catch me snooping around their house without an invitation and I'm so going to prison (orange is so not my colour!)