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Jeremiah is the last person Dee should be friends with - after all, he broke her best friend's heart. But when both of them get entangled in a strange extraterrestrial experience, they're forced...
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DEE.
I feel so much sadness in my heart.
My eyes flutter open and for a moment, my environment is unfamiliar but after blinking a couple times, I realise that I am lying on the couch in the living room of my house.
With a groan, I sit up. My head is throbbing like I'm having a hangover but, I didn't go to a party last night.
But wait...I did go out though.
The memories of the night before starts flashing back to me. Me in the woods, Jeremiah's annoying ass, the glowing ball- oh my God.
What the heck happened to us?
All I can remember is passing out. In the woods. I passed out in the woods. So, what am I doing here? Aren't I supposed to be in an alien lab right now? Or was I?
From the stories I've heard, there are people who make it back from alien abductions. I start touching my body, looking for any proof of being abducted. I quickly rush over to my room and go to stand in front of my dressing mirror for a better survey. I notice something. I'm not in the outfit I wore out last night. Last night, I was on jeans and a sweatshirt and now, I'm in my pajamas and I have my matching bonnet on.
What the heck?
How did I manage to make it back home and change into my pjs? I squint my eyes at my reflection. My lips are a little glossy, like I rubbed lip balm on them. I touch my lips. I did apply lip balm. I always apply lip balm before I go to sleep but I don't remember doing that. I don't remember anything that happened after passing out in the woods. Looking at myself now, it seems as though I walked back home like normal and went through my usual night procedures.
Huh
But, what about Jeremiah? What happened to him?
Or, was that a dream? Did I go through my normal night procedures, fall asleep like always and dream of Jeremiah and an alien space glowing ball? Well, it kinda makes sense seeing as I've been thinking a lot about the current alien sightings and have been angry at Jeremiah for breaking Peyton's heart.
My phone starts buzzing on my nightstand. It's Peyton calling. She always calls every morning to tell me she's coming to pick me up, even though she has never missed a day of picking me up and she always comes at the same time everyday.
As I reach my bedside table where my phone is, I pause. The screen is cracked. It wasn't cracked last night...
"Hey babe," I say into my phone as I place it firmly to my ear, moving around my room and I don't know what I'm searching for but I'm looking at every corner.
"Hey," she chirps from the other line. It's so nice hearing her voice go back to being cheerful. Throughout last week, she'd been a moody mess.
