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outside of you.”
    “ Do you?” she said, laughing causally. “I’ve spent almost every waking hour with you for the past three months – the only person you talk to besides us is Madison…and well…you need to get over that girl.”
    “ I’m sure she has the same opinion of you,” I said shortly.
    “ BFF war - is that what you want?” Bianca said in teasing manner. “Alright then – I apologize from the bottom of my heart for causing you so much trouble.” She stepped forward and reached for my hands. “I just wanted to see the real you – the one you hide.”
    “ No war…I just need space right now – low profile – my mom has never been this mad at me before. I have plans for the next few days – maybe even the summer. I don’t have my phone anymore; if I get it back, I’ll text you or something.”
    “ Summer? What? What are you talking about, Charlie? You don’t want to leave me here with Britain.”
    I dared to look into her eyes. She was right: my emotions were telling me that that was exactly what I didn’t want. The emotion wasn’t of jealousy - it was of fear that she could hurt him…but that seemed absurd.
    I held a calm expression as I stared at her. “And why is that?”
    “ You like him…a lot…he likes you, and being away from him makes you anxious.” As she spoke, I swear I saw her pupils begin to expand. I looked away from her eyes and out to the crowd.
    “ I’m only anxious because I’m missing memories…they’ll come back, and when they do – whatever goals or ambitions I had before the other night will not only be stronger – I’ll be relentless in achieving them.”
    “ Your only goal was to live happily ever after with Britain, to live happily ever after with me.”
    I rolled my eyes. “You really don’t know me, do you?”
    Before she could answer, the principal blew the whistle for us to line up. I looked down as I walked to my place in line. The whispers began to emerge with each I step I took. I was starting to think that was a good sign…I don’t know why; all I knew was that I had to do something to bring my memory back – the sooner the better.
    The march into the auditorium, the speeches, the sound of my name being called to receive my diploma were moments I should cherish, but I didn’t. I focused on taking small breaths and trying to play a song in my mind. I couldn’t make out what the whispers were saying, but it was clear they were enjoying the agony they were putting me through. Once the final words had been said and the caps were soaring through the air, I turned and politely hugged the people next to me before looking for my mom and sister.
    When I found them, Kara took pictures of me and my mom as we posed as the happy, accomplished family. My mom was pulled away by someone she knew from her company. Kara made me smile for a few more pictures.
    “ I’m going to check my locker before we leave; I think I left a hoodie in there,” I said to Kara as I blocked another shot from her flash.
    “ OK, hurry up; we have a long drive,” she said, scanning her camera to make sure she had properly captured the moment.
    I expected all the lights to be on in the school, but they weren’t. I stood at the entry way to the hallway my locker was on. It was barely lit enough for me to see my way. I thought about just leaving whatever was in my locker behind, but then the frustration of giving in to my fears took over. I unzipped my robe and laid it on the floor, took in a breath, then ran to my locker. The shadows reached out for me, and I heard them say, “Charlie...come, Charlie…we need you...come.”
    “ Never,” I said, gritting my teeth as I fumbled with my combination.
    The only thing I found in my locker was a black hoodie. I quickly put it on, covering my black dress. As I started to walk briskly back, I fumbled with my hood; something that I could not see pushed it back. I heard the whispers hiss and laugh as I turned, looking for