The Girl With The Brown Hoodie

Wake Up!

Angie looled at her temporary room. It almost looks like my old room. She thought, walking to her bed. She aat down on it, realizing she was extremly tired. She fell asleep before her head reached the pillow.

Angie! Angie! She heard, screaming through the darkness. A foul scent tockled her nose causing her to wake up with smoke almost everywhere. As fast she she could, she ran to the kitchen, seeing a fire in the oven. This is, familiar... She thought.

Angie! Come here! She heard again, coming from the living room. She ran there, and saw a wide-eyed, dirty blond young girl trying to free her foot from a collapsing lamp. She raced over to the lamp, picking it up eaisily and throwing it to the fire. She grabbed the girls hand and they both ran to the saftey of the front yard. She looked at the house, noticing she had never seen it before.

Ahe looked over at the girl and saw she was dialing 911.

'So were in America!' She thought. Then she remembered. "Hey, where are we? Who are you?" She asked.

"What? Angie, it's me. And were in Arizona!" She said, confused.

"What? Were's Tom?" Angie said, now against a strong wind.

"He's still in his house... Angie, whats wrong with you? Do you have Amnesia?" She yelled, barley hearable against the wind. "Did the fire have something to do with it?" At that moment, the Fire Fighters pulled up. "Maybe you should lay down...." She heard before shooting up in her bed.

"What the...?" She said, rubbing her head. She hadn't expected to sleep for a full 3 hours. She heard talking in the other room. That must be Edd and the other roommate. She thought. She got out of bed and walked over to the door. Wait, what am I going to say? Oh, i'm too shy to talk to the other people! She said to herself. How did I talk to Tom then? I was really angry. I'l just say hi. Thats it. She took a huge gulp of air, and opened the door. She wasn't greeted my 3 boy's, but an empty hallway. They must be in the living room. She walked down the empty hallway and saw a movie playing in front of the couch. She caught a glimse of the clock, and saw she had slept for way more then 2 hours. She had arrived at the house at in the middle of the day, and right now it was about 9:00 in American hours. Oh my god! She walked over to the couch and saw Tom passed out on the couch, presumably the other boys asleep in their beds. She slid back to her room, but not to sleep. She took her tablet and played 'Flappy bird', it was deleted but she had saved it on her tablet before.