A/N Hello I know you probably want the story but what should I use as a cover for this story? Comment, vote and enjoy.
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Zach pov
Adjusting my eyes to the morning sun I sit up in bed.
I stand to my feet and wabble to the kitchen to get my coffee fix.
After pouring some hot coffee in my mug I sit on the couch and watch whatever was on.
At the corner of my eye I see my mom walking into the kitchen to get herself a cup of coffee with her favrite bee cup.
After she poured herself some she sat next to me turning the channel to her murder shows.
"Morning" she muttered after daring to take a sip of the scorching hot coffee.
"Morning, You know something weird that happened yesterday?"
"What" Mom asks turning her attenchen to me
"So next door to Ambers house their was new people moving in and we went to meet them and a older guy answered and he slammed the door once he saw me, it was weird"
"What did the guy look like?"
"Older mid 30s he had fare skin, broody, crisp suit type guy"
After describing the man I glance and My mom and she was super pale and she was bug eyed.
"Are you okay?" I ask
"Fine" she mutters before going to the kitchen with her coffee in hand.
She put the cup down and grabbed her suitcase and muttered "I have to go to work" before she went out the front door into her car.
Watching her drive away my mind filled with multiple questions.
After I finish my coffee and 3 murder mystery episodes I walk to my room throw on a red shirt and distressed blue jeans and I struggled putting on my black and white converse.
Finally getting dressed I neglected brushing my hair or teeth and walked to ambers house two blocks away.
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Amber pov
After a all nighter I needed coffee.
Waiting for the coffee to brew I decided to past the time to actually get ready for the day.
Walking to my room I threw on a plain blue shirt and red shorts. Knowing I am not leaving my house I keep my feet bare.
Walking to the kitchen I pull out a random coffee mug from the cabinet and poured coffee into it stopping when it is nearly overflowing.
Pouring alot of creamer and sugar I take a spoon and give the very full cup a taste test.
When I was satisfied taking the cup carefully and walking slowly to the living room.
Slurping at the top I glance outside to check on the neighbours.
The older man was yelling into the phone on his deck and after he hung up angrily a red car drove into his driveway.
The driver popped out of the car and I recognized her instantly.
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ChickLit"Anya?" I say stepping into her dimly lit bedroom. Anya was in the corner hidden by the shadows. "Go Away" she said sadness laced in her voice. "Anya what's wrong?" "Go Away!" She shouted angrily. "Are you okay?" I ask "Leave me, alone!" "No! wha...
