THE GIRL

CHAPTER 11

It's been a few hours and still no response from Andrew. My dad is now really worried. He doesn't have any of his parents contact information.

"What are we going to do?" I ask my dad.

"Wait. Do you have his address?" my dad asks.

"No, but I can ask Daniel. He might know."

I pull out my phone and call Daniel.

"Hey! Did you find Connor?" Daniel asks.

"No. Actually Andrew never answered my text."

"Thats odd."

"Yea. So my dad was wondering if you knew his address so we could drive over there."

"Yea."

He gives me his address.

"Thank's for all your help," I say.

"Anything for you."

"I got to go. We are literally leaving right now."

"Okay. Good luck!"

"Thanks. And I didn't forget about talking about last night."

"Good."

"Bye Daniel."

"Bye Callie."

My dad and I hope into the car and start driving to Andrew's. I ring the doorbell and a lady answers.

"Hi! How can I help you?" She asks.

"Is Connor here by any chance?" My dad asks worried.

"Uh no. I believe he left last night."

"Do you happen to know who he went with?"

"No, Im sorry. Is there a problem."

"Yes, Daniel never came home last night."

A look of panic came across her face. I see Andrew walking by.

"Andrew!" I call.

"Oh. Hi, um do I know you?"

"I'm Callie, Connor's sister. I texted you a few hours ago to see if you knew where he was."

"Oh I'm sorry, my phone died last night and I forgot to charge it."

"So no one knows who Connor left with!" my dad interjects.

"Now that I think about it he seemed a little drunk," Andrews says.

"DRUNK?!" my dad screams.

"He can not drink and he knows that. Did you know there was going to be alcohol at this party," my dad questions the lady.

"I'm so sorry sir, I thought we agreed that there was going to be no alcohol," she says turning her head to Andrew.

"Yea about that ... a few of the boys snuck some in.." Andrew says, his face getting flushed.

"Connor would never drink though," I say.

"Well he seemed drunk to me," Andrew says.

Connor would never drink. I know that for a fact. He would always tell me not to drink and that people our shouldn't be drinking. Something's fishy.

"Wait a second, aren't you Mr.Wilson, a history teacher at our school?" Andrew asks.

"Yes I am. I am also Connor's dad and I need to know where he is." my dad responds.

Just then my dad's phone rings. He takes it out of his pocket, and I see the caller id. It's mom. Within a matter of seconds my dad became from mad at Connor to worried.

"Thank you for your time, but Callie and I must go," my dads say urgently.

Without even hearing what Andrew and the lady had to say he walked back to the car.

"What happened?" I asked as I follow him to the car.

"We have to go to the hospital. Connor got into a car accident," my dad says while getting into the drivers seat.

I stand in front of the car door. Shocked. I can feel the tears start to burst out of my eyes, but I hold it back. It's just a car accident. He's not dead. Yet.