-Three Years Later-
So here we are, almost present day.
*14 Year-Old-Christina's POV*
I sat there, staring at the clock. In only twenty minutes, class would be over. I wasn't the only one not paying attention to the teacher, almost everyone was waiting for the day to be over so we could start summer vacation.
I was playing with the ruffles on my strapless dress and tapping my foot impatiently. Why won't time hurry up already?!?! I had a beach party to get to after school and it was gonna rock, especially since R5 was playing.
I checked my phone under the desk, and saw that I had a text from Ross.
Ross: Hey :)
Me: Hi
Ross: What's up? You ready for the party?
Me: At school and yeah of course!
Ross: Cool, text me later?
Me: Suree.
For the first time, I tuned in to what the teacher was saying.
"...and then you gotta add the 2 to the equation-" she said, just before she was cut off.
Someone barged through the door. That someone was Daniel. His eyes were red and puffy.
"Christina!" He said, obviously choking on his words.
I stood up and left the classroom, somewhat worried about my brother.
"Dude, what's wrong?" I asked him.
He hesitated, a tear escaping his eye. "Mom and Dad are dead."
