Kristen's pov
Even though Justine lives three whole hours in the future for me, it still feels like the morning doesn't come. The whole night I think about everything that happened in the past weeks. Never did I think that coming back home would be so stressful.
When it's finally 6 am I feel more than relieved, but when I hear the phone go over, I also feel a rush of nervousness go through my body.
"Hi with Justine Bain," I hear the soft voice of my once called best friend. It takes me a few seconds to find the courage to speak. "Hi, it's me," I say then, "Kristen." My voice is shaky and I know exactly why. I'm more scared than ever that Justine will hate me and my problems.
"Oh my gosh!" Justine exclaims, "Kristen! I haven't spoken to you in so long that your name isn't even in my ph
