Almost a year had passed since Paris had gotten to come home.
The quartet had finished highschool online, and had went off to college.
The four had moved into an apartment together and relationships had become stronger.
All in all, Paris and Eudora...
It has been a full day since I got that dreadful phone call from Paris and we still have absolutely no leads of where they could be.
Right now, I am sitting in the passenger seat of Zane's car, reading mine and Paris's old text messages when we were bickering about where to eat after school.
"Ash?" Zane says in a questioning tone.
I look up from my phone at him. "Hm?"
"What're you doing?" He asks. I shake my head a little and put my phone back in my pocket. I don't want to speak. I seem like an idiot when I do.
He sighs and continues driving on. "We're going to find them." He states and I nod a little.
I look back down at my phone and text Sage the word, 'Anything?' He knows what I'm talking about because him and Cloud are helping in the search too. I'm asking if they have found any evidence or traces of them.
My phone vibrates and I quickly look at the incoming message. 'No. Sadly, nothing.' I sigh.
"Sage and Cloud haven't found anything yet." I say to Zane. He sighs a little.
Sage and I have became close friends since Ruby's passing. He's like a little brother to me now. I feel like Zane is my twin brother and Cloud is our older brother. Which is weird because Sage is like a brother to Paris and Eudora too, and also Sage and Cloud are mates.
Anyway, it makes sense in my head.
I get an incoming text message from Sage saying to meet them at the diner. I inform Zane and he makes a u-turn. A literal u-turn in the middle of the highway.
"What the crap, Zane?! This is why we wreck!" I exclaim.
He rolls his eyes. "I knew there was nobody coming."
"Mhm. Yeah. Sure you did." I state as I look at him with one of my weird faces.
He looks at me and tries to contain the small laugh but it doesn't work. It sounds more like a cough though.
"Shut up, you weirdo." Zane says and I laugh a little quietly.
"I'm the weirdo? I didn't make a freakin u-turn on the highway!" I exclaim.
He looks up and adjusts his mirror. "Well look who's in the driver's seat. Not you."
"You twat." I state. "Just for that comment, I'm driving next time."
He shakes his head. "Ashton, you will get us killed."
"Will not."
"Will too."
"We'll paper, rock, scissors for the drivers seat next time. Deal?" I question.
He sighs and glances over at me before looking back at the road. "Fine."
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