[ In case your wondering. Casey used to live in Alabama and she Moved to Los Angeles. ]
Casey's PoV
We're moving back to my home town and its pretty exciting.
I told Andrea I wanted to live there and she said she could make some arrangements. I hope there good arrangements. Anyways I get to be with Anthony again. YAY.
On the ride to the airport I asked Andrea a question, "How did I get here?In Los Angeles? I don't remember getting on a plane ever before. We always drove." She didn't answer my question, just said, "Some things are better left unsaid."
What does that mean 'Some things are better left unsaid.'
That's just creepy, ya know. I took my phone out of my jacket pocket and dialed Anthony's phone number. It rang for about fifteen minutes before I finally gave up and clicked 'End'.
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After riding in the plane for 5 hours we got off. I approached Andrea and said, "I have to go to the bathroom. Could you wait for me here?" Andrea nodded and I ran off. Little did she know I wasn't going to the bathroom.
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Blood Love and Werewolves
Teen FictionOkay so Im writing this story for my friend Britiany. She's a really good friend so one day at school I asked her to pick out a story idea because I was blank. I would tell you what she wrote down but that would ruin the whole story so enjoy.
