where is she?

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Ok, so, hi. I'm Elizabeth Ceshwell, or Billie for short. I sit at home reading, as normal, when a loud noise came from outside my window. I looked to see what it was but I didn't see anything so I just kept reading, a few minutes later I heard it again so I went outside. Moving trucks and boxes flood the road and the house next door. "Looks like I have a new neighbor" I whispered to myself. I look around and I see my dad standing to my left. He turns to me and loudly and enthusiastically," Hey kiddo," he said overly cheerful as normal,"Our new neighbors are just moving in. They're the Mathews' I think it is." Mathews. It sounds familiar, I've heard it before but, not exactly that. A strange boy, about my age with dark hair and brown eyes stands before me. He turns around, distracting himself from the boxes, he's taller than me by a couple feet, God I'm short, I know him. From where? I don't know. He looks at me confused, I do the same to him. He brings his face down to mine to look closer. "Do we- do we know each other?" He says obviously thinking the same thing I was. "Wait, Billie?" He says my name, unsure of himself. "Yes..." I say confused about how he knows my name. "It's-" he looks down, upset,"Liam." My heart drops, I run into my room as everything stops, i drown out all sound, I can't speak, i can barley see. I scream as memories of anger and sadness flood my brain. Tears fill my eyes and I stick my face in my pillow. "What was all that about?" Asked my dad concerned, " Nothing that I want to talk about." I brushed off the question not wanting any of it to become real again. My dad leaves realizing this is one of my moments, that's what we call the times that I'm completely silent until he leaves and forgets about it. Liam. That's name I haven't heard since freshman year, the worst year of my life. Beep! Beep! My phone rings but I ignore it for now, I have no desire to talk to anyone right now. Beep! Beep! " Uggh!! What is it now?" I mutter to myself in frustration. It's Alana Sanza, my best friend. We've been like sisters since the 6th grade and she has possibly the worst timing ever. Opens phone to 15 new text messages, all just my name in capital letters.
"BILLIE"
"BILLIE"
"BILLIE"
Which repeats about 12 more times. "WHAT?" I type still frustrated but she can't know that right now.
"I have some news about him!!!"
'Him' is what we call Alana's crush and soon to be boyfriend, Jake Blane. He's actually pretty cute, too bad he's an idiot. "What is it now? He started breathing a little bit faster?" I joke knowing that her 'news' was probably just something extremely trivial. "No! Ash said that he's thinking about asking me out Thursday!" She replied brushing off my snark. Ash is my other best friend, she likes trouble if I'm being honest, her and her boyfriend go looking for it mostly. "Woah! Wait, where did Ash hear it from?" "Her brother! So it's gotta be true!" She was right. Ash's brother and Jake were best friends, they were close to inseparable. Knowing Ash she was probably 'over hearing' while she was standing outside her brothers room trying to hear something useful. "That's awesome! But can we talk about it later? I need a second." I finally said screw it and waited for her to know that something was wrong so we could talk about it. "What's wrong? Who I gotta kill?" She replied in less than 5 seconds, she was so short that she could only fight people from their knees down.

"You remember freshman year?" "Yeah" "he's back..." "HES WHAT? WHERE ARE YOU? IM COMING OVER. NOW." "I'm at home but-" before I could finish my sentence I hear a knock at my door. Alana lives two houses down and her tiny legs can speed walk like a monster, especially when she's angry. I open the door and she bursts in. I haven't seen her this angry since everything happened. "WHERE. IS. HE?!?" "It's ok Alana! He's gone now!" ,I said not wanting her to know that he was close enough for her to strangle. She sat on the couch and we talked, she calmed down, she can't see him right now and neither can I.