Calum's POV
" Calum!! get me the red hair dye! " Michael shouts as he turns his head from the couch to me
" I will! " i shout back while putting on my black Nike sneakers and grab my phone from the white tiles. I grab the door handle instantly greeted by a cool breeze , snuggling on to my jacket tighter feeling the warm cotton against my cold skin
As i walk to the nearest drug store i fix my eyes on the little girl in the park swinging with a bright grin on her face. Her white dress swinging along with her, her blonde hair sweeped up to the side of her hair fixed up in a braid.
I couldn't help but notice a brown haired girl who had large brown/hazel eyes that was sparkling from the light of the sunset beside the little girl. She looked about 16 or so.
The little girl leaned in for a whisper while the other girl blushes as the little girl whispers as she did so. The little girl pulls away and starts filling her surroundings with hysterical laughter. The girl looks at me blushing crimson red 'I wonder what the girl told her' i thought confused.
I look to my right and realize that i arrived on the local drug store.The old dusty mat sat infront of the automatic transparent glass door that has been fixed a few days ago.I walk inside and was greeted by endless hallways of various items
I walk to the very end and was shot by familiarity of the same hair colors stacked up in a row looking very colorful. I have been visiting frequently because of Michael's constant hair changes.
I then start looking for the color Michael asked for-but then i instantly forget the color that he was asking for,I was too focused on the girl from the park
I then pick my phone up from my pocket ,squinting my eyes a little because of the brightness of the radiation from the device which i have started getting used to. I head to my contacts and tap on the search button tapping: Michaelderp
I couldn't even remember why i put that as his name on my contacts....I dont even use my phone for texting!! I see the boys every single day!
As i type in i realize 'No result' appears giving me a mix of shock and anger.
I then go to my messages and search for his name.Nothing appears but a bunch of numbers without a proper name for them.
I then scroll to the bottom and see a text message saying :
" hey this is Michael I just changed my phone number recently.....so yeah" I then glance at it with confusion.....Michael never changed his phone number,it always stayed the same...well that's what i thought.
I then start to have 2nd thoughts about replying to this number, but then if i dont and decide to come home and get the wrong color, Michael would be pissed as hell! .
I then just decide to use this number, but something told me this wasnt right
Hannah's POV (earlier that day)
as soon as i got home from school i run up strait to my room and jump faceforward on the bed. feeling the soft cotton touch my smooth skin surely made feel like on cloud 9.
"HANNAH!!! Malisa's here!!" my mom screams from the living room
"ALRIGHT!!" i lazily got up grunting from the bed and hop on to the hard solid ground.
I then bolt out to the front door and peek out through the vertical transparent glass window and see Malisa and her little sister Allison holding Malisa's pale fingers.
I open the door and hear Allisa complain about the cold wind making sequels that will instantly iritate you after a few seconds of listening.
"Hannah!! I have so much to tell you!!" Malisa squeals as she jumps up and down
