In the summer Greg, A.J., and me used to go to the beach for 5 hours, and after that we used to climb up in a tree an just talk for like three hours, and then at midnight we used to sneak out and go into our clubhouse.

Those were the best memories we had. We were unseperable. I mean sure we had other friends, but we were more than friends, we were BEST friends. I used to tell A.J. and Greg everything(I still do). They always came to me for girl help, and I always helped.

That was the past, this is present. I am still confused on why Greg did this, but I was also confused about Nick. I can't concetrate on boys now, I had to look at me and this dumb case. I was not happy about it at all.

I soon arrived and parked my car at the precint. I gave in my case number and a secretary led me to Detective Chuck(do not ask me). He told me the case date and described to me everything that was going to happen. Soon I left.

I got into my car and before leaving I called the house.

"Hello"

"Yeah, A.J. I coming home right now, so I'll be in in twenty minutes."

"Okay"

With that we hung up. On the way home I still could not get over all the fun we had. A tear came down my face and I guickly wiped it off. I was so sad.

Soon, I pulled up to the house. I got out of the car and went to the door. I waited a while, and then went in.
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