{A.I.} Castaway

Third Book in The 'Sneaking Around' Series.

Two years. Haven't seen them. Haven't heard from them. Don't wanna see them. Don't wanna hear from them. But I guess you do things that you don't want to do sometimes.

It sucks.


10. 8


Ashton stops the car in front of their condo. I open the door and run out,slamming the door behind me. I hurry to the door and ring the doorbell frantically. Bing Bing Bing BingBingBingBiiiiiinnngggg. Ashton runs up behind me and tells me to open the door,so I do. "Michael?" I ask into the quiet house. No answer. "Michael?" I open the closet door and he's there.

I sit up,panting. I rub my head. "I was just a dream," I whisper. "Okay," I whisper. I put my head down on my pillow and try to fall asleep. But I can't. I flop around for awhile until there's a knock at my door. I put on my black glasses and open the door,bringing in the light from the chandelier in the hallway. I rub my eyes under my glasses,yawning,asking,"What's going on?" Sophie's door opens and Sydney's does too. "What time is it?" Sydney asks,rubbing her eyes too. Phoebe's door opens,too,which means someone other than the four of us is in our house. "What do you want Emily?" Sophie asks. "I didn't knock on anyone's door." I say. "But no one else was out here when I opened my door." Sydney says. "I didn't do it." I tell them. "That means..." Phoebe's voice trails off and Sophie become terrified. "Guys." She whispers. "What?" I ask. "Uh guys." Sophie points down the hall to a shadow. We all scream and scramble into Phoebe's bedroom,locking the door behind us. "Turn on a light,Phoebe." Sydney says. "It'll give us away." Phoebe whispers. "I'm pretty sure the scream gave us away." I point out. "Oh shut up." Sophie says. A knock on the door. We whimper. "Go away,murderer!" Sydney yells. "Murderer?" Michael's voice asks from the other side of the door. We all get off the bed and open the door to reveal Michael's face,confused. "We thought you were a murderer." Sophie tells him. "What are you doing here anyway?" I ask,pointing to him. "Oh,you left your bracelet at my house last night,so I thought I'd return it." He says,holding out the  bracelet. "That doesn't explain how you got into our house." Phoebe reminds him. "Well,the door was unlocked. Your lucky I'm not a murderer." "So,why weren't you in the hallway when we opened our doors?" I ask him. "I quickly realized one of you could be naked." "You didn't even have to knock on Sophie,Phoebe,Sydney's doors though." "Well,I've never been here,so I didn't know who's was who's." Phoebe points to her name on her door. "We all painted our names on the doors." She tells him. "It was dark,I turned on the light after I walked down the hall." I sigh. I take the bracelet from his hand that he had dropped to his side. "Thanks." I say. "No problem." He tells me as we walk to the front door. "Good night,Michael." I say,shoving him out the door. "Night." He says just before I close the door and lock it. I sigh and look at my band mates. 


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