Trouble

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♦Mitch♦

I was just standing there, minding my own business, makin' a sandwich...at 11:45 PM...and anyway, I heard a floorboard creak, and I looked behind me, AND THERE WAS A F$%KIN' STRANGER! She looked to be about Sky's age, and I screamed, "Who are you and how did you get in!?" She just stood there.

Hayden walked out of her room. "Mitch, what's with all the yelling..." She looked at the girl. "What the hell?! Who are you?!" The girl looks like she might cry.

Sky walks out of his room. "What's going on.." He sees the girl. "Shit..."

♦Hayden♦

"Guys, before anybody freaks out...not that nobody has...I want you to know that we can trust her." Sky says.

"What?! You KNOW her?!" I shout.

"Yes...I met her on the plane. She's an old friend of mine, she needed a place to stay, and...she brought my memory back."

Everyone calmed down a bit. "Hey." The girl says quietly. I guess she still hasn't gotten over all the screaming. "West & I have been friends for a long time-I haven't seen him for years though. Until now, that is."

"Who now?" Mitch says.

"Me." Sky pipes up.

"But your name is-"

"My name WAS Sky. It's West. That's my birth name." I explain.

"Oh." Mitch says.

♦West♦

Everybody was back to normal. Jerome and Alyssa didn't react to Julie being there in the morning. I guess Hayden told them. We all ate waffles for breakfast. I piled up 7 waffles topped with whipped cream. Julie only ate three. "Your eyes are getting bigger than your stomach, you know." Hayden says.

"Then my eyes must be pretty damn huge, 'cause my stomach is the size of a mini-fridge." I reply. Julie giggles.

♦Hayden♦

West seems a lot happier with Julie around and his memory back, so I feel happy for him. He tells everyone stories of his childhood, some of them darker than others...

After breakfast (Yes, he ate all those waffles. Yes, he has a stomachache.)

everybody did their usual thing. West took Julie out to the pizza place.

So yeah, everything was good.

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