I was reliving the horrible events of my nightmare over and over again the next morning. It really isn't a heathly time to drive for as long as I have to, but I was used to it.
But no nightmare had ever been that clear, or seemed that real. It was as though I was living the events again and believe me one time was enough for anyones lifetime. Of course this was my punishment.
"Helen, your going to scare people if you continue to stare off like that." Terri murmured.
"Are you worried about meeting the girl?" I asked, trying to change the subject. I hated not knowing her name, it felt weird calling her 'the girl'. It made it seemed like I didn't like her when truth be told I just didn't know her.
"No." she said. I looked at her, I could see right through her lies. Maybe it's because I watched people, studied them to figure out the foreign feelings they each had. "Okay, Fine. A little. What if she's a complete bitch like Madison." she said.
Madison was Phillip's ex-girlfriend. Two words to describe her: Complete Slutty Bitch. Oh wait that's three words.
Not to someone stupid!
Wow, my thoughts are cruel.
The doorbell rang just then. I walked over and peered out the window before groaning. "Speak of the devil." I murmured and Terri frowning, obviously knowing who I was talking about.
I pulled the door open and glanced at Madison. Blonde hair, blue eyes, fake boobs, fake lips, and she looked so much like a Barbie I felt like asking someone to stab forks through my eyes.
"Yes?" I asked. She fluttered her eyebrows and I rolled my eyes.
"You should really stop with the attitude, Helen. Your never going to get a guy acting like that, unless you plan on laying on your back." she said with a smirk before inviting herself in asI rolled my eyes at her insult that had no effect on me.
Or atleastI don't think it did.
"We're leaving right now, I think you should leave." Juila said, pointing at the door. Madison glared before stalking back out the door. You know, I'm not sure she has ever actually fought what we told her yet.
"Helen, we've gotta get going." Juila said. " Can I ride with you?"
"As long as you don't mind my driving." I replied and she smirked..............
.............The whole way there I couldn't keep the frown off my face. Even Juila singing off key to some Kelly Clarkson song couldn't make me smirk like before. Maybe it was the fact I was still trying to figure out who that Cameron person was or maybe I was just trying to figure out why the nightmares decided to reappear now.
I just couldn't understand it.
"What's that?" Juila asked and I glanced at her to notice she was staring at me.
"What?" I asked, glancing around outside to see if I was missing something.
"That." she said, pointing to the burn mark that was on my left arm. It wasn't huge, but it wasn't small either. Just looking at it brought back a bunch of memories.
"Just a burn mark for a story to be told a different day." I murmured.
"When is this different day?"
"When your older." I said, smirking slightly as she groaned. She seemed to hate it when people used that response....................
.................."Oh come on." I groaned as I fell backwards on the floor. Some dude just ran by, holding a girl over his shoulder and they just happened to knock me over. It wasn't until they stopped atPhillip did I really study the girl who kissed Phillip for a moment.
She seemed okay so far.
Blonde hair wizzed passed me and tackled Phillip, almost knocking him over in shock as some of the passing byers laughed.
"Juila, let your brother breath."
I think I blanked everything out then when Isaw Clover standing to the sidelines with a sly grin on her face. She spotted me and started walking over as I rolled my eyes.
"Are you stalking me now?" I asked. She had dark brown hair that went a bit passed her shoulders, dark brown eyes, creamy skin, and always ruby red lips.
"I'm not stalking you. And I'm not doing research about stalking people, but I'm stalking the person that has done stalking for a bit of time compared to my two days of stalking." she said, and I frowned at her.
She sometimes spoke in a different language, which didn't surprise me. She wasn't like the other people around here. She wasn't false, but she wasn't that sappy type of girl.
"What?" I asked.
"That guy." she said, nodding over. I followed her chin which was pointing directly at the person Isaw before. "Who is he?" Clover asked.
" Cameron Blake." I replied.
"Why is he stalking you?"
"It could just be a coincidence." I murmured, not really wanting to deal with a stalker right now.
"Oh?Then why has he been staring at you as if you may run away." she said, smirking at her response. She thinks everything she says is witty.
"How do you know he just wasn't talking to you? Your the one with the good looks, confidence, and brains."
"And what are you?"
"This crazy girls friend." I replied simply.
"No. Come on Helen. You have looks I would personally kill you for!" she groaned.
"If you say so, but Istill don't believe you." I said....................