AFTER THE dazed and confused look left my face, I recollected myself and inspected the text further. I didn't want to go; I had no idea who this was, and if they posed a threat to me, I would have no idea how to deal with it.
I didn't want to go by myself – as lame as that sounds, it was the truth. Scrolling through my contacts, I found Emily's name, contemplating if I should ring it.
Part of me wanted to call her, but a part of me didn't as well. Mainly because the incident that occurred at school wouldn't get off my mind. The fact that my parents may know something left me on edge as well.
Being the desperate i***t people must think of me as, I pressed 'call' and listened to the ringing. After three or four rings, Emily picked up – with me silently thanking all the lords for her voice
