"WHAT?!?!" I jump up and scream at her. "ADDY! WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU DO THAT?" I screech. I pace around the room, running my clammy hands through my curly lilac hair. My breathing is heavy and labored, and my heart rate has jumped up. I fumble through my pockets looking for my tablets. WHERE ARE THEY? I think. Finally, I find the small clear box. I open the box and grab a tiny red pill. Popping it in my mouth, I dry-swallow it. Instantly, my heart rate slows down, and my breathing becomes steady. "Addison," I take a deep breath. "What exactly did you do?"
She is still sitting on the floor, stunned at my outburst. "Sage," she gets up and gives me a hug. "I'm sorry. I wouldn't have done it if I had known you wouldn't want it." She looks down and bites her lip. Then, she looks up and meets my eyes. "But. I do think you would have wanted me to do it." That just made me even more curious.
"What on Earth did you do?" I ask exasperatedly.
She bit her lip again and giggled behind her hand. "I may or may not have left a note in his locker telling him to ask you to the dance."
I gasped, "You did not!" She chuckled, and I shoved her. "You did! Oh Addy!" I give her a big hug as I laugh.
She sighed with relief. "You're welcome. I think?" She stood up and brushed herself off. "So you're not mad?"
"No. Not really. I guess I kinda just freaked out." I sighed and smiled, "I guess it might be a good thing." I shrugged, "You may have done the right thing, for once." Addy shoved me, and we both laughed.
"Well," she got up, "I guess we should probably get going." She chuckled, "I need coffee!"
I giggled and stood up. "So. Cool Catz?" That's our favorite coffee shop. We go there every day. To be honest, I was just asking to be polite. I never need to ask, but I do anyway.
She smirked and sighed, "Of course!" I grinned at her. She looked down at her bright pink watch and pressed a couple buttons. Then she looked up and smiled. "15 seconds." She pressed a final button and vanishes in a tower of smoke.
I shook my head and grinned. "Oh Addy. 15 seconds." I pressed some buttons on my watch and then pressed the last button. Smoke spiraled all around me. Then darkness. . .
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