Remember Me?

A/N

This is a story I came up with while I was listening to Summer Love. <3 Also, any reference to 'football' is meant as soccer. ^.^ So yeah, this is the prologue to Remember Me?

-Those9Idiots

He chased after me, following me through our houses and around my backyard. "I'm gonna get you Rae!" He yelled, reaching out for me.

We tumbled to the ground as he got a grip of my shirt. "You're me bestest friend ever." I said, grabbing his hand and grinning.

"And you're mine too Rae." He smiled at me.

I woke up to my alarm going off loudly. "What the bloody hell?! Five thirty in the morning??" I groaned. "JAMES!" I screamed.

James appeared in my doorway almost instantly. "Yep?" He said, then pressing his lips into a straight line. "Oh shit." He exclaimed, taking off as I jumped out of my bed and took off after him.

"What the hell? I don't have to be awake until seven!! Ughh!!" I sighed, releasing the collar of his shirt and standing up, offering a hand to him.

James looked at me, then busy out laughing. "Oh god that was so fucking funny! Rae you shoulda seen your face you looked like you were gonna kill me!"

"Whatever jackass. I'm going back to sleep." I muttered, carrying myself up the stairs and back into my bed, falling asleep almost immediately.

"I'm gonna miss you a bunch." I hugged him tightly, tears falling onto his shoulder.

"We'll meet up soon. I promise." He smiled at me, his crystal blue eyes twinkling with tears.

"We're only thirteen, how do you know we'll both remember?" I questioned, climbing into my mother's car.

"We will. I promise." He smiled again. "Goodbye Rae!" He exclaimed, chasing after the car as I watched his figure fade, my eyes blurred with tears.

"Goodbye, best friend." I cried.

"Rae!" James called, shaking me violently. "Rae, you were having a nightmare or something. you were shaking really bad and crying and talking about remembering some promise...?" He stared at me, concern filling his eyes.

"Uh, I'm fine James, really." I got up and went into the kitchen, grabbed a box of PopTarts, and shoved them into my book bag. "I'll see you after my shift at the music store."

"Okay, see ya Rae!" he waved at me.

------ 9 hours later------

"Ha! I won again! Suck it!!" I yelled into the microphone of my PS3 headset at the guy on the other end of the connection.

"Yeah yeah, whatever." He muttered, sighing. "I gotta go. I'm Harry, by the way."

"Raynie, but call me Rae, or I'll find you, and I'll kill you." I said cooly.

"Okay, see you later Rae." He logged off, as did I.

I went downstairs to see James snogging Miranda, my best friend. "Okay guys, I'm still here, well I am now." they broke apart and looked at me.

"Rae!!" Miranda screamed and jumped on me, hugging me tightly. "Go get dressed! We're going to a club!"

I groaned. "Do I really have a choice?"

She smiled innocently at me. "Only over whether or not I choose your outfit or you do."

I pretended to be shocked, then took off to my room. I dress in some of my best jeans and my best, but not favorite, shirt. (Her outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?.embedder=5491733&.svc=copypaste&id=101014797 )

"Rae, come in we're gonna be late!" Miranda called from the kitchen.

"Yeah yeah. I'm coming." I said, grabbing my bag and walking out of my room. "Come on, let's get this over with so I can come home and play some football." I groaned, getting into her 2013 Chevrolet Charger. Oh yeah, did I emanation that her family is rich?

A/N Sorry it's short, it's really late. I'll try to make them longer!! <3

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