The Memory

Part 1

Goldsliver, Colorado May 24, 2008

"You're looking a little green."

Amie Lucifer looked up from the trashcan in the hall to find her best friend, Jake Thorn, smirking down at her with his eyebrows raised as if he expected an answer. "No dip, sherlock." She muttered before quickly turning her head back down. " Are you really sick?" He asked, suddenly worried. She glanced over at him. If it had been anyone else, she would have said something sarcastic or mean, but instead she felt her face soften. " Yeah." She whispered quietly. He smiled at her, but still looked surprised that she didn't say something sarcastic. "Okay, c'mon." He draped her arm over his shoulder. "I'm sick, I didn't break my arm, and I'm obviously unconscious." She said, deeply sarcastic. "I don't get it. You're about to barf, but you're still just as sarcastic." He sighed. "Okay, well get in your car." He paused, waiting. It took her a few moments to realize what he had said. "What do you mean, my car?"

"I mean, I got to thinking and realized I hadn't gotten you a birthday present yet. So, I decided to get you a shiny, new, yellow, ford pickup."

"So you decided to get me a new black-and-gold Camaro?" She said with a smile. He mock-frowned at her. "You ruined the moment, lady." Amie started giggling, habitually covering her mouth with the back of her hand. "Are you done? If you are, will you get in the car, woman?!!" Then Amie burst out laughing, and Jake tried to look professional, but ended up smiling when she poked him. "Please?" She continued laughing, but got in the car. As he sat down next to her she said, "Just remember, if you make me laugh too hard, I will puke on you." "But that would ruin your new car." He contradicted, while he was driving. When they got to her house, Amie realized that Jake lived a mile away from her. "How will you get home?" She asked. "Don't worry. I'll walk. You just go to sleep." Amie was suddenly feeling too tired to protest, so she let him guide her to her bedroom and lay her down on her bed. The last thing she remembered was Jake kissing her forehead before she faded into the darkness.

The next morning, Amie felt very refreshed. She woke up wondering what had happened the day before. She put on a pair of jeans, and her favorite t-shirt, and walked downstairs. Her mom handed her a poptart and Amie walked out the door. Then she remembered the car from yesterday, and gasped in surprise. Then she got over her shock and got in her car. Then she drove by Jake's house and picked him up. "Well, isn't this ironic?" "What?" "Usually i'm the one picking you up for school in a nice car." That made Amie laugh out loud, before she pressed on the gas and told him to hold on to something. Thankfully for him though, they made it to school alive. "Who taught you how to drive?" He gasped out. "Umm," She thought out loud, tapping her finger on her chin. "I'm pretty sure it was you." She said, mocking him. "C'mon. The first bell is going to ring in about 2 minutes." So they rushed to get into the school.

At lunch, Jake was sitting with their friends Marcie and Evan. When Amie walked up to them, they were talking about the spring concert before the dance coming up. Jake was saying, "You know I can't sing a solo in front of all those people." Then they all seemed to notice her and Evan quickly changed the subject by standing on the table and announcing, "Marcie Lize Jacobs, will you go to the dance with me?". Jake whispered to Amie, "So. How's life?" "Pretty good." She muttered. "I'll just take your word for that." "I'm not sure that's a very good idea." Their friend Marcie intruded.

"Well that's life for you." Evan said. "What is?" Amie asked. "Marcie seems to eavesdropping on you, like usual."

Then Marcie's ex-boyfriend Ash came over to their table and asked if he could talk to Amie. He dragged her out of the gym and into a tiny closet across the hall. Then he grabbed her hand and tried to pull her against him, but she resisted until she heard her wrist pop and an incredible amount of pain flooded through her, before everything went black.