Chapter 1

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Charlie's POV


    My lungs burned as I finished the run with my friend Violet. She and I started running at the beginning of the summer. Well, she wanted to start running because I already ran. Friendship bonding after being gone for so long has definitely helped us build our friendship back up again.



    "Why do you do this to me, Charlie?" She whined as we started up the steps to my house.



    "I didn't do anything to you, Vi. You said you wanted to start running." I panted out of breath as we made it inside. The A/C blasted throughout the house, immediately allowing my body to cool. She went right for the fridge.



    "If you hadn't come back looking so hot, I wouldn't feel like I was a DUFF." She snapped with a smile as she guzzled water.



   Shaking my head, I ignored her words and checked the house phone for messages. The machine buzzed, soon replaying the messages.



    "Hey, Charlie it's me, your brother. It's important that you call me back. I swear, we need to get you a cell phone. Just, call me back."



    His voice sounded as if he was stressed and irritated. Vi laughed as she sat down on the counter, listening.



    "Charlie, I'm going to kick your a**. Hurry up and call me back. I need to speak with you."



     "Yikes, Charlie. He sounds p***** off. Wonder what he's freaking out about." Shrugging as I listened, I waited for the next message.



    "For God sakes. Charlie, I get you're on a run, but when you get this, CALL ME. Pain in my a**."



    "I suppose I should call him, huh?" I laughed as I picked up the phone and waited for him to answer. Vi grabbed a bag of chips and started to munch away as I leaned against the counter. Three rings in, he picked up.



    "Finally!" His voice was irritated. "Listen, Charlie. I need you to come drop off my go-bag. I'm staying here for a couple of days. I'll tell you more when you get here." Rolling my eyes, I wrote down the address.



    "Okay, I'll be there in a bit. We have to shower first. Anything else you want?" He sighed at my tone of voice. I was trying to be as kind as possible to his demanding words.



    "Can you bring the files on my bed. As well as a pair of my sneakers." Vi had gotten up and went to shower part way through our conversation.



    "Yeah. I'll be there soon. Love you."



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