As soon as her parents fell asleep, we slowly made our way downstairs to the back door.
She quietly unlocks the door and opens it.
Tasha and I slipped out of the door and closed it gently behind us.
We then run to the woods. I know where Connor sleeps so she follows me.
" Do you think my mate might be in these woods?" says Tasha.
" There's a good chance. I mean I found my mate in these woods," I say.
" I really hope so," says Tasha.
As we made it closer to where Connor sleeps, I started to wonder if her mate was really out there.
I also start to wonder if her mate is an escaped prisoner as well, and if so, will he be as nice as my mate, or will he be very mean and cruel?
I hope he's not mean. She's my best friend, practically my twin, and I hate seeing her upset.
We're about ten
