Chapter 1

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                 I passed by my bestfriends house and it was dark. I think no one's at home. I was heading to my house from the park, wearing my favorite shirt with "The Beatles" on it. I was humming while walking. Someone.. someone's calling my name...and and.. I'm afraid if that's Greyson behind.

"Yara! Yara! Wait for me?" he shouted. I faced him, he was running towards me, breathing hardly as he could fill all the air on his burning lungs.

"Greyson. Yes, it's Greyson. Why is he calling me, anyway." 

"Hi", was the only word that came out from my mouth. "Oh my god! Here's Greyson... here's Greyson! Here's Greyson! What should I do?" the panicking thought was spuriously running around my mind. "Stay calm, staaay calm, and staay calm" is what I've told my mind.

I gave him a surprise smile. "Greyson? W-why? Are you all right?" I asked him with my voice mumbling. He was infront of me his both hands gripping on his knee and I could see his knuckles turning white, he's breathing hard.

"I thought I can't catch you up!" he said, the last two words faded. "Where have you been? I was searching for you, for the entire afternoon" he paused and tried to collect some air. "I went to your house but Jenny said you were out and took a peaceful walk" pauses "I'd tried calling you, more than a dozen and texted you 'til my fingers sucked." pauses, sigh.

"And now I saw you here at the pavement walking alone..." he stood straight now and stared at me, "Why Yra? are you hiding from me? Is it something I've said or something I've done?" he was calm now. I saw the curiosity on his eyes, those shining deep brown eyes, sparkling and shimmering at the moons glow. I stood there frozen, staring at him blankly, I do not know what he's saying about.

He placed his hands on my shoulders and shaken my, "Yra? Are you okay?" I woke up from the cryptic nightmare. "Oh, sorry. I wasn't hiding from you, I've just took a fresh air and gathered my thoughts for my article." I told him.

"Hey, I can help you with that. Why you didn't call me or either Mariel?" he said rubbing his knee.

"Mariel knows. Okay, Grey, sorry but I should be at home right now, we can talk about this over the phone or by tomorrow at school." I told him with my smudgy smile. My heart drifted shut when I told him those lines..

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