This can't be. Harper can't be dead. She's my best friend. We made a pact in third grade to never leave each other. Why would she decide to leave me now? This doesn't make any sense. I was texting her just yesterday!

     "Honey, I know your may feel confused and sad, but I want you to know that I'm here  you want to talk," after a minute of silence from me she talks again, "If you want my opinion I think it would be best for you to move on as quickly as possible because there's no use having a dead girl pull you back and stop you from achieving great things."

     Move on? How do I just move on like nothing ever happened? She was my best friend. No one can replace her. How does my mother not understand that I can't just move on? Sometimes I don't understand her. All these thoughts her racing through my head, so fast I end up just blurring out the first thing I think of.

"How am I suppose to move on mom?" I say louder then I probably should have. I shouldn't be mad at my mom for just wanting what's bet for me. She's just trying to help, but as much I know she's just trying to help I still feel disgusted with her. That's when my anger takes over.

     How could she say that? How could she just act like Harper's death is nothing? How? How? HOW? That's when my mother looks at me and gives me a puzzling look. I then realize I was thinking out loud. Shit. My mom heard everything I just thought. With one last long look back at my mother, I run out of the house with my bag.

     I run a few blocks before the tears come and everything really hits me. How could Harper be dead? How? Why did this happen? Why couldn't it have happened to anyone else? Anyone? I start sobbing and I have to stop walking because my vision is too blurry. I sit down in the grass beside the sidewalk trying to think straight, but all I can think about is that Harpers dead. DEAD.

     As my tears start to clear up a bit I wipe my cheeks to try and make it look like I'm not crying anymore and that's when the anger hits me. I shouldn't be crying. I should be finding out who did this. I should be finding the person who was driving the car that hit Harper. I should be putting the driver in jail for killing Harper. I should NOT be crying. I should NOT be wallowing self pity.

     So with that I wipe away the tears once again, stand up out of the grass and I start walking again. As I get to the main road I look right towards the school before turning the opposite way and going left towards the cafe.
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Yay! Another chapter! I'm actually quite enjoying writing this story! It's a lot of fun! Anyways please vote and comment, I would love to hear what you think of my story so far and if you see any mistakes please let me know so I can fix them! Thanks! -Jordan