I was about to get out of my car, but a loud noise at my window made me jump. I saw two hands pressed against the glass. What the fuck? The person took off their glasses and raised slightly their hat. Is that.... Billie Eilish? ☆ well hello, I'm cringing rn but this is my first story, I hope you like it cause I do hey wattpad's being a b!tch so I apologize if you see the chapters in a crazy order

"𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘸𝘦 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦? 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦" ••☆•• "No fucking way" I muttered under my breath. Even after so many years, her silhouette in the distance was still so familiar to me. Her laugh was exactly the same, but the reason behind it was a completely different person.