! “Sure.” He digs in the plastic bag full of all my bloody stuff in it. He hands my phone out and hands it to me. ! ! I look at my phone. 25% is how much battery has left. “Great..” I mutter to myself. First thing I do is text my sister. She always has her charger with her. ! ! [To: Scarlett ! ! ! I know you are here. Bring me your charger please.] ! ! Next things next. Texting Grant to help me with a plan. ! ! [To: Grant ! I need your help. Emergency. Need help with a plan] ! ! ! A quick knock on the door and with in a second Scarlett walked in with a charger. ! ! “You look like crap.” She sounds so concerned. ! ! “Thanks. Can I have the charger now?” I need to hurry up and text Grant so he can help me with my plan. ! “Sure.” She plugs it up to the wall and give the end cord to me to plug into my phone. “What happened tonight? Did you follow me to that party?” ! ! “No. I knew that person who threw the party.” ! ! “You know Christian?” She asks confused. ! ! “No. I know his little brother, Grant.” I answer her questions cautiously. She can’t know anything. !! ! “You know Grant? I didn't know you hang out with that crowed. I thought you hung out by your little anxiety ridden self.” I know, that’s what I want you, mom, and dad to think. !!