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"Mi'ja," (my daughter) "What are you doing?" My dad says while watching me sitting on the trampoline in my backyard lost in thought. I was thinking about my next track meet and my next bowling tournament, I wasn't sure which one to go to since they were at the same time, on the same day and I loved both sports equally.
For some reason I was faster than the rest of the track team, And that's putting it lightly. If I wanted to I could run from my house to California in 5 seconds and that's 760 miles way (11 hours by car.)
  My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by my dad yelling my name. "ALYSSA!!!!"
I was getting really bugged because I needed to figure this out. But when I turned to look at him he wasn't in his favorite chair anymore.
        He was being hung from the ceiling fan by some man in all black. Thats when the adrenaline kicked in and I ran at this guy full speed and pushed him through the wall. I then got up and repeatedly punched him in the face until he was knocked out.
  People say that when you get into fist fight that your hands get messed up and hurt. But my hands were perfectly fine.
   I quickly ran to my dad and got him down, tears started running down my cheeks as I tried to wake him up.
       But he wasn't asleep.

"Alyssa, wake up."
That voice sounds familiar. I thought I was awake. Stop shaking me!
"ALYSSA! WAKE UP!"
I open my eyes and see both Ethan and Grayson standing over me looking at me with concerned faces.
"Are you ok Alyssa?" Gray asks. "How come you're crying?" He gets closer and wipes away the tears running down my cheeks.
"I just had a bad dream..." I look away, suddenly a little shy under his intense stare.
"Can we just go?" I look down, concentrating on a scuff on my shoe.
"Yeah, P.E. Is over anyway." They both walk back to the school and into the boys locker room.
I hope he doesn't ask later while we're hanging out.

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The rest of the day goes by fast, Grayson and I laugh at Ethan while he messes with our English teacher called Mr. Scuppie. Like what kinda name is that? And when the bell rings we get up quickly and walk to the parking lot.
Finally.
"So you're still coming over right?" Grayson asks and I see the excitement in his eyes although he's trying to hide it.
"Oh hell yeah," I say. "I wouldn't miss it for the world." I wink at him and he gets a little embarrassed.
"Ok cool, come on E let's go."
"Wait! Are you gonna like tell me your adress or...?"
"Oh" he smirks and shakes his head slightly. "I forgot."
I give him my phone and he puts his phone number in then sends a text to himself of his address.
"See you later Alyssa."
"Bye Gray." I bite my lip as I watch him walking away.
This should be interesting.















Authors note: I'm not sure how I feel about this chapter but whatever.

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