For Real or For Publicity?

Chapter Thirty Two

Joanne Belle Kameron

"Joanne!?" Brandon and Abigail jumped.

  It was hi-larious.

  "We thought you were . . ." Abigail trailed off.

  "You know," Brandon finished.

  "It's okay," I assured them. "I'm alive and living."

  "Who kidnapped you?" Abigail asked.

  I shrugged. "Honestly, I don't know. It was some teenager with blond hair. To be honest, she was quite pretty. She reminds me of Demi Lovato with blond hair," I admitted.

  "You mean Sianne?" Abigail asked with a knowing look.

  I looked blankly at her. "Who?"

  Brandon stared at me like I was nuts for not knowing "Sianne" before saying," Never mind, Jo."

  I shrugged again. "Okay."

  I didn't want to pry. Because, if Brandon wanted to tell me, he would have to open up to me.

  "So, how were you guys?" I asked.

  "Worried sick," Abigail replied.

  Brandon stood up and stretched. "C'mon. Let's go get some ice cream."

  I frowned. "But we haven't even had dinner yet," I said.

  "Well . . . ice cream can be our dinner," Abigail said.

I'm sorry this chapter's a little short.....