Redamancy

Chapter One

1 - Anna bOob!

In the driver's seat of my brother's Jeep, there sat a crossed-legged girl -- no, scratch that, woman on the verge of committing to suicide.

That woman, was me.

I tighten my grip on my phone as if it would help relieve me from my heightening anxiety, "I swear on Zac Efron I'm going to end my life--"

"Andrea, you're not going to kill yourself."

"No, yes I am. Yes I am," I assured myself and Anastasia on the other line, "and I'm going to come back as an elephant. I want to come back as an elephant in Africa! Oh, wait! Never mind, not an elephant because people are trying to kill elephants. No, no, I want to come back as a owl--"

"Andrea!"

With that yell into my phone, I suddenly felt hauled back into reality. My hyperventilating slightly diminishing as I jerked my head around my surroundings, causing my brunette curly hair to sway side to side.

The windows of the Jeep were rolled all the way down, allowing me to feel the fresh humid wind of the beach. And for some reason, even after a mediocre panic attack like mine, the world was still functioning around me! I watched a family dressed in bikini's and swim trunks excitedly run out of the parking lot. I smiled for a bit, realizing where I was at the moment. However, the glee was quickly put out as I remembered a flashback into the last ten minutes of my life.

I took another deep breath, which was quickly ended. How did I get to hell so quickly? It was then I began to become aware of heat. The leather seat in the car was beginning to feel like an iron set to its highest degree, all being pressed to my thighs, back, and arms.

"Nope, nope, can't do it." I tore the Jeep door open and like a ninja, swiftly hopped out it before slamming the door shut.

I subconsciously scratched my hair in embarrassment when my nosiness won me some odd glances around the parking lot.

"Andrea!"

I then remembered my phone was in my hand, so I raised it up to my ear and blew my curls out of my face in annoyance.

"You be a friend to a loser all your life and all of the suddenly she move to California and thinks you're not good enough for the tea anymore?" I roll my eyes, purposely knowing she can't see me. "Seriously, what happened, Drea?" her tone shifting from trash humor to genuine concern.

"If you laugh, I'm never speaking to you again."

Not even before the word 'again' can escapes my lips, a burst of laughter forcefully spills into my ear.

"I hate you. But I'm going to share my story with you anyways, because I have no one else to talk to."

Her chuckling fades in my background as I replace myself into my horrific ten minute ago past.

With an arm pressed to my chest to stop my boobies from swinging side to side, I run down a forest like area. Each step I take, my bare feet come in contact with a dirt like texture. My heart beating dramatically fast from the five seconds of physical exercise I was enduring.

"Ow!" I come to a sudden stop and absentmindedly reach for my back once I feel the slightest contact of sharp pain.

There stood my twin of a brother, in all his tall and muscular glory, holding a pile of small rocks in one hand, and in a form to release one in another hand. Elijah's carefree brunette hair shadowed the sides of face, his green eyes store back at mine in mischief and a cynical smirk played to his lips as if he were the Joker.