POV Brianna
Rocky had broken up with me. It hadn't been all that bad. Ragan had been so good about it. She brought froyo and a million chick flicks. Those got boring so she went and got some horror movie. Perfect! We laughed, cried, screamed, and peed ourselves! One day we were wrapped up in blankets on my bed watching the notebook, when I asked....
"Ragan, when did the night at the beach really end?"
"Oh...um let's see....oh! Well you were sitting in Rocky's lap- Ragan smacked her hand to her mouth.
"Wow, Bri I am so sorry! I didn't mean to say his name!"
I laughed. "It's fine girly. Tell me the rest."
"Right, so you were in his lap and then I Won't Give Up by the Rascall Flatts came on.
Click! Brianna remembered! The song had come on and she fell asleep to it. She must have had the dream then Rocky took her home with him.
"Omg your a life savior! It was so driving me crazy! I was confused!!! Thanks girl!"
"Haha, no problem." Then the doorbell was heard.
"Not it!" They said simultaneously.
"Um....I like have cancer." Brianna said.
"I swear if you play that card one more time! I'll get the door though. I look so bad." Ragan said. We both laughed.
POV Ragan
I walked out of Brianna's room to get the door. I swung open the door and gasped.
"Teagan?!?"
AUTHORS NOTE
Duh duh duh duh
