The Beginning of You and Me

What Happened?- Chapter 3

7 months earlier
November 3, 2013
I've already been in London for a 2 months now and I'm just starting to get a hold of my schedule. I wake up at 6:15 a.m. which makes it still dark outside. I walk into my vintage styled kitchen and make myself a pot of coffee and pull out the raspberry-cheese Danish from my fridge. When I'm finished eating I walk back into my room and put on the clothes that I had laid out the night before. I shuffle into the bathroom, still half asleep and put on my makeup and do my hair. By now it's around 7:00 and I have to leave to make it to my 1st hour class on time.
Class starts at 7:38 which I always thought was weird. I mean c'mon! Just have it start at 7:40. It's about a 20 minute drive from my apartment to King's College London. That gives me a solid eighteen minutes until I have to be at class, so I go sit at the campus pastry shop and read. This weeks book is The Hunger Games which is a new found obsession for me.

"So the Hunger Games." I hear a guy say. I look up from my book, glasses on, and my makeup smeared from crying because of Rue.

"Yup. It's a hooker book." I snicker.

"A hooker book?" He says back.

"A book that I get hooked on and can't take my eyes off of." I smile.

"You took your eyes off just now." He smiles back.

"What's your name?" I ask, wanting to know more about this strange person.

"Charley. Charley Bagnall." Charley replies.

"I'm Emma."

I look down at my watch and realize that it is 7:34. I quickly tear out a piece of paper from my notebook and scrabble down my phone number with my address, inviting him to dinner sometime.
"I'm sorry. I have to get going but you should call me." I hand him the paper and gather my things.
"I will." He smirks and turns around to walk away. I walk the other direction almost being late for my first class.
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November 12, 2013
It wasn't until 9 days later that I heard from Charley. His English accent was surprisingly understandable, unlike my European History teacher, Professor Lookli.

"Hey." Charley charmingly said.

"Hey! So what's up?" I replied, twittering my thumbs from anticiaption.

"Nothing. Do you want to meet at the Campus coffee shop? I would like to talk to you in person." He exclaimed.

"Sure. Meet you there in 20?" I suggested.

"Yeah. That would be nice. So... Bye?"

"Bye, Charley."

I quickly rush into my bedroom to fix my hair and grab my purse and keys. Shit. As I walk past the mirror, I realize that I am still in my pajamas and slippers. Then, to make matters worse I trip over my shoes in my closet and my forehead starts to bleed because I fell on my cabinet. Why the hell do bad things keep happening to me? There is a knock at the door so I get up from my closet's floor and grab my head as it throbs through my skull and flesh. **Knock~Knock**

"IM COMING!" I yell, holding my forehead tighter.

I open the door and find a dark brown haired, tall looking, beautiful guy- Charley Steven Bagnall. The hottest guy ever.

"I didn't know if you were going to be h... What happened to your head? And why are you still in you pajamas?" He asks.

"Long story. Care to sit and listen?" I say, a little dizzy and light headed.

"Maybe I should take you to a doctor." He said all statement-like.

"oka....."

Then everything went black.

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All I can remember after that is waking up in the hospital, Charley sleeping in the left hand corner of the room, and me- hooked up to an IV and sweating my brains out for no apparent reason. It was like cold sweats. I hate cold sweats. All of a sudden there was a nurse and a doctor in the room, checking my pulse and all that funky stuff.

"Hey. Could I have a minute with my sister?" Charley says.

When did he wake up? The nurse and doctor scurry out of the room leaving Charley and I alone.

"When did I become your sister?" I ask, confused and curious.

"They wouldn't let me in unless I told them I was somewhat related to you." Charley responds.

"Ah.... So when can we hit the road... Leave this giant jail sell?"

"A day. They just have to do a couple more testes. Only to make sure you dont have brain Cancer or anything."

I close my eyes and think about what it would be like to be lying down in my own bed with Charley cuddled up next to me, watching a sappy comedy romance movie. Silently I hear a voice in my head and know it is my friend Dezerae's. The voice is whispering; OTP! OTP! OTP! which makes me crack up. I hear an alarm go off and I jolt awake. I look at the illuminous clock on the wall and it reads 11:54 a.m. It was the morning of the 13th. I can leave today.