My Everything

13

Heeey Skittles, sorry I took soo long to update. I had kinda given up on this book, but here's another shot. Lol anyways, hope you guys like it!!

Okay, so my only option is to go... right? Who am I kidding, it's not even about options anymore, I have to know what's going on!! Who knows? Maybe I'll figure out why Brea's been acting so ... odd? I don't know, but I can hope!

But should I walk though? School's not thaat far away. Well I mean it is pretty cold. Or I could take my bike... yeah that'll be better. I'll get there in half the time and I doubt I'll get as tired as I would by walking. Let's see..... 10:13. Well, time's just a concept; haha oh my god my parents would kill me!! Although.... it's only illegal if I get caught I guess.

10 minutes later...

Okay... did she say which entrance? Ah, I'll just go the main one then.  (10:23)   

AT THE DOOR...
Okay, but what am I supposed to do when I get there? Hold up, is that.... a flyer? Yeah it is! I hope it'll say somthing useful, or else I'll have to go home I guess. Okay, it says... open the door. Okayy, it's not like I have another option to be honest. I man what's the worst that can happen. OPENS THE DOOR... 

Oh look, another flyer. It says.... "Go to the west gym". Alright then, here we go.   
Wait, what if this is all a trap? What if it's dangerous? Wait... could I die? Oh shut up. Aren't I totally normal? Not only am I talking to myself, I'm having a disagreement too. Oh God, when did I lose my sanity.

Here we are! Will you look at that, now I'm referring to myself in pural; isnt that exceptional. Anywho... is that Brea? What the.....? Okay, the door's unlocked, I'm going in.

"Brea" I whispered "Brea, what are you doing here?"
"Lance? What are you..... oh no. We have to *hiccup* we have to go"
"Were you crying? Wait, you haven't answered my question! What the hell is going on Brea?"
"Look, I'm sorry; but we have to go right now. I'll explain later"
"Fine, let's just..."
"Lance, wait"
"What now?"
"We can't let them see us"
"Them? Who's.... ahh never mind. What are we supposed to do now"
"Follow me"

It took me a while to get my thoughts straight and be able to mush a few letters together to make a coherent statement
"Okay then" I sighed to myself, "Hopefully we don't die or anything" I said jokingly as I caught up with an extremely nervous Brea. 
"Yeah, hopefully" She sighed to herself, but I still managed to hear her. And I couldn't help but notice the fact that her statement wasn't in a jokingly manner  like mine was. Well, looks like we're gonna die tonight and I don't even know why.

We managed to take a shortcut between the cafeteria and the library and got out of the school with barely any breath left. 

"Are you going to tell me what the hell's happning any time soon?"
"Yes, fine. Let's sit down at that bench over there"
"Okay, spill"

Right as we sat on the bench, I thought Brie was going to explain everything, but she didnt get too far into her explaining...
"You know my older brothers, right? "
"Yeah, of course. What about them?"
"Basically, long story short, they're heads of the largest gang in the city. But there's so little time and so much left to explain"
"What? What do you mean "heads of a gang"? And what do you mean "there's so much else to explain"? Care to explain why we don't have much time?"
"I will, I promise. Just, hold on a sec. Someone's calling me"
"Fine, Brie. Answer. but hurry up!"

Her phone had only been vibrating before, but as soon as she opened her purse and picked it up to answer, an annoying yet familiar ringtone started increasing its volume. Wait, why was it so familiar? Where have I heard it before?

"Lance? Hey Lance, are you okay? You're... shaking? Lance? Lance!"

"LANCE, you idiot, wake up!!"
"What do you mean wake u-... AHH, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?? Where are we? Why aren't we in school?!"
"Cause its saturday morning, doofus. Now get your ass out of bed before you get another nightmare"
Another.... nightmare? So that's what this all was. But it felt so real... and my dreams almost always have some truth in it. Like the time I dreamt I went sky-diving with my aunt Cathy and that she had dropped a rock from her pocket from the plane? Her cat was named Rocky and died a few weeks after my dream! Yeah, that's not helping me, is it? I should probably keep my weird dreams and incoherent associations so myself next time.  

I skipped down the stairs only to en up stumbling into a confused Brie that had apparently forgotten how to walk in the middle of her way down the staircase.

"Are you okay, Brie?" I ask with a worried expression on my face. I gently grab her by the shoulder to turn her around.
"Yeah, I'm fine"
"Are you sure?" I might be acting a little intense and I might even be annoying her a little. I mean, if she told me she was okay why ask again? I wrap her into what I hope is a comforting hug for both of us, cause it definetly is for me. Her hair smells so good, like strawberries and vanilla. Did she shower recently? Cause if she did, it would mean I mised the chance to soak up a lot of Brie-ness...
My boys-will-be-boys thoughts are interrupted when I hear Brie mumble something under her breath

"You tak in your sleep" She said in a slurred, sleepy sentence. Had I heard her right?
"What?" I asked with a calm tone and a not-so calm expression that she couldn't see anyway since my face was buried in her sweet-smelling hair.

"You talk in your sleep" She said a lot more clearly as she carefully picked my arms off her waist and shoulder. I was so deep in thought from my thoughts. (About the "You talk in your sleep thing" and, well, the other thing. But, mostly about what she had said) that I barely noticed she had started walking towars the kitchen after jogging down the stairs she had left to go down.

First of all, I talk in my sleep?
And second, what did she hear? I mean, it must have been impotant if she got so distracted, to like, I don't know, freeze on her way to get food? I have to figure out what she heard...

Hey skittles!!!
So I was about to dedicate this chapter to my best friend, but then I was like "Screw her, she's left me in a forgotten bunker in her memory along with other, forgotten people" So, screw her. And to get her attention, hopefully make her remember me or at least stop her from forgetting me, and to save some time writing the same thing at the end of every chapter, I'm just gonna go ahead and dedicate the entire book to her. She started it in the first place, she at least deserves for me to dedicate what I do to finish her book. 

So, hey you, my favorite skittle. If you're reading this, I love you.

Cheeziness aside, lmao, hope you guys liked this chapter! Comment stuff, I'll answer everything I can. 
Till the next chapter, Skittles!