What's Going On?

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Callie POV

          Everything is black.

Brandon POV

          She turned around. I immediately recognized her. She has those beautiful chocolate brown eyes. She is as beautiful as the day she left, she’s just grown up now. Oh my god. I can’t believe this is happening. I tried to find her. I wanted to find her. I needed her. She was and is still my best friend. I hope she remembers me. All the memories are flooding back to me.

          I just stare into her eyes and she looks at me. She begins to turn red in the face and she looks like she is getting dizzy. She falls down. Oh my god!

          “Callie!!!” I exclaimed. I sit down on my knees on the floor and put her head in my lap.

          “Can you go get help?” I ask the lady at the table. She just nods and starts calling 911. I’m glad she is doing that because I don’t think I can call for an ambulance and stay focused.

          I start speaking to Callie while brushing her hair out of her face.

          “Callie. Callie wake up. Come on!”

          I can tell she is still breathing. I guess she just got too overwhelmed by everything. I brush the back of my hand against her cheek. I notice her skin is so smooth and she looks so flawless as I stare at her. My hand to cheek turns my hand on fire, because her face is still on fire.

          “Sir!” I look up at the woman who was working the table. “The paramedics are coming in a minute!”  

          “Thank you,” I respond.

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