"Becca! Wait up!"
I turned around quickly, my nerves on end. I'd began walking back and forth along a darkened street. I breathed a sigh of relief. It's just Carla. I ushered her into one of the near alleys on the road. She wore a black hoodie and black jeans, perfect for blending into the night.
"Do you have it?" I whispered frantically, I had to go soon if I were to leave.
"Yeah, it's all there." she said as she passed me a brown paper bag.
I opened it to see a perfect brick of money. I shoved it into the pocket of my coat and looked at Carla's brown face. I studied every feature, knowing it'd probably be the last time I'd see my best friend of 14 years. I hugged her, not allowing myself to relish in it before turning around and sprinting down the street, my tears whizzing past me.
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Journey To You
Teen FictionRebecca never thought her life would implode the way it did after her parents died. Her grandmother, tyrant of all tyrants, turned out to be nothing she could've imagined. She manages to escape her grandmother's wicked claws only to stumble into the...
