I enter the house and find Albert sitted on the couches watching Arrow; the guy's obsessed with the series like I'm addicted to Skittles.
"Hey sis, it's been years. Where have you been hiding?" Albert asks as I take a seat on the couch next to where he is.
"I died, but I had to live my second life, so I still have more seven lives.' I say, sarcasm dripping in my voice as I rest my head on the couch. I have a weird feeling something is gonna happen, but what could it be. Since last night, I haven't opened my phone, and I feel there will be many worried texts from my friends.
"Ha ha ha. I can't wait for the last seven lives to end." He says, and I throw the cushion next to me, at him.
I hear a car driving into the parking lot, probably my parents. I missed them so much; they have been go
