I Risked my Life

Hi. I'm Hadley. I have long brown hair and pale blue eyes. Me and my best friend Waverly are leaving for college. Waverly has curly black hair that reaches her shoulders, and eyes the color of milk chocolate. College seems to be going perfectly fine until I get a strange phone call about a shiny object. Then I remember the shiny thing I left on the floor of my old house. Once the object is in my possession, strange people start coming to me, and I keep getting weird phone calls. Why is this thing so important? And should I be risking my life for it?