Chapter 2

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5 days earlier
"Bri wake up! It's time for school!" Mom called up the stairs. I crawled out of bed and walked sleepily to my closet. I skimmed through the clother finding my baby blue crop top, white jeans with the hole in the knee and my white converse. I walked to my vanity, put on my makeup and brushed my curly brown hair, then went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Afterward, I grabbed my phone and my bag then ran downstairs to eat my breakfast. When I sat down I checked my phone. Two texts, one missed call, one voicemail. I still have 15 minutes until the bus gets here so I listen to the voicemail. It's from an unknown number. "Brianna Mae Foster meet me at Harold Park today at 5 pm,." then there was a pause, "Or else."

     What is happening? I put my phone down and ate. I finished eating at 7:25 and sat on the porch to text Abbie back. Then the bus pulled up, 7:27, three minutes early. I said, "Good morning." Then walked to my usual spot, four seats back and sat down. When I heard a ding.

Abbie: Mornin' Bri

Me: Good morning

- How are you?

- Um.. not so good actually

- Oh no! What's wrong?

- This morning a random number called me saying to meet them at Harold Park at 5 or else..

- Don't go Bri

- They might hurt me or someone else if I don't though

- Bri just don't

- Fine. I gotta go. See you in 4th period

I put my phone in my pocket. I'm definitely going.

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