Next morning, I woke up with paining legs. But ain't so weird considering I got hit by a car. I got up anyways, and followed my morning routine.
                              I went downstairs to kitchen where everyone was. They went silent the minute I walked in.
                              Sandi: "Good morning"
                              You: "Morning mom" I didn't look at her or anyone.
                              I'm still mad at them for not telling me about MY old life.
                              Will: "Do you wanna go through some pictures Katie?" He gave me a warm smile.
                              You: "Umm yeah, sure."
                              We walked to the living room and sat down on the couches looking through some albums. As I looked through them, I couldn't stop smiling.
                              Too bad I can't remember any of it though.
                              Sandi: "Katie, I fixed you a job. On a café not so far for here. (A job? I never worked before. Or maybe I did.) You don't have to take it. But it can give you some extra money"
                              You: "OK thanks. When do I start?"
                              Sandi: "Tomorrow at 8a.m." I nodded.
                              [skipping...]
                              It's the first day of work today. I tiptoed downstairs careful not to wake anyone up but since it was dark, I bumped into someone. I looked and saw Justin.
                              You: "Sorry"
                              I mumbled and walked past him but he grabbed my wrist making me turn around.
                              Justin: "Are you mad at me?"
                              You: "Yes and you perfectly know why. And what are you doing here?"
                              Justin: "What do you mean?"
                              He crossed his arms and looked deeply in my eyes.
                              You: "You said you're just a family friend. Not a family member."
                              Justin: "Don't worry I'll be gone before you get home. You'll get rid of me."
                              He went upstairs and I went to work.
                              When I walked inside the café, I was greeted by the workers. They look friendly. Especially the owner, Angie.
                              Angie: "Here sweetie. Change into these." I did as told.
                              I walked to a table of 3 guys to take my first order.
                              Guy 1: "Well look at you!" He whistled at the other 2 look at me.
                              One of them looked shocked.
                              Guy 2: "K-Katie?"
                              This is weird.
                              You: "Yes but how do you know?"
                              Guy 2: "It's me! Scott! From Alabama?"
                              He smiled reveling his white shiny teeth.
                              You: "I'm sorry I don't know who you are but... do you want something?"
                               Guy 3: "Yeah, 3 vanilla ice creams please" I nodded and went to the freezer.
                              Scott... his name is familiar though. I went to their table and gave them their ice creams.
                              They paid me and I went to the kitchen.
                              You: "Here you go Angie" I gave her the money.
                              Angie: "Cute boys huh?"
                              You: "They're ok but one of them knew my name. And I never met him."
                              Angie: "Maybe you did but don't remember?"
                              You: "Maybe" I looked at Scott.
                              After work, I was so tired. I went home and to my room falling right asleep.
                              [Justin's Point of View]
                              I got a text. It read: "You have to be in Atlanta now. We got work to do"
                              It was from Scooter. Scooter who? My music manager! I got signed a few months ago by him and Usher! Cool huh? I'm not famous yet though.
                              I packed my bags and went to have breakfast. After that, I was walking back up but someone bumped into me. Katie.
                              Katie: "Sorry"
                              She mumbled and walked pasted me but I grabbed her wrist turning her around.
                              You: "Are you mad at me?" I know she is.
                              Katie: "Yes and you perfectly know why. And what are you doing here?"
                              What is she talking about? Does she not want me here? Probably not.
                              You: "What do you mean?" I crossed my arms.
                              Katie: "You said you're just a family friend. Not a family member."
                              My heart actually sank. I know she's right but still.
                              You: "Don't worry I'll be gone before you get home. You'll get rid of me."
                              I went up the stairs and wiped some tears.
                              Why won't she trust me? She doesn't want to know about her life!
                              I took a deep breath, got ready and called a cab. I went to the airport and boarded the flight to Atlanta.
                              I don't know if it's right to just leave Katie but she's safe with the Beadles and that's all that matters.
                              [Katie's Point of View]
                              When I woke up I heard a crashing sound from the kitchen. I went there and saw Christian picking up some broken glass pieces from the floor.
                              You: "Hey brother" He looked up.
                              Christian: "Hey" He kept picking up the pieces.
                              Something's wrong with this kid. He's... weird.
                              I shrugged and went to the living room. I sat down on the couch and kept looking at the pictures I did yesterday. I saw a picture of Christian, Caitlin and I.
                              Then I realized something: I don't look like any of them. Their noses, lips and eyes... nothing. What? I mean, if I'm their sister and we have the same parents, I should look like them right? But why don't I? I saw a bunch of other pictures and it was only them without me. Christmas, thanksgiving etc and I wasn't on a single picture.
                              Something's not right.
                              
                                      
                                          
                                   
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