"Delanie?"

Second day of school. It was the second day of school without my original memory, with no idea of who I used to be or who these people were. Anyone could have hit Deli with that car. Anyone could have been an enemy.

So, when this tall, brunette girl raced over to me and pulled me into a tight hug, I felt anything but pleased.

"Who are you?" I questioned, pushing the girl away from me as I wiggled my broken arm from under her weight.

A tear slipped down her cheek. "You really don't remember me? Well, at least you're okay. At least you're alive."

Something clicked in me, and Deli's diary came to mind. "You're- Essa?"

Her eyes lit up like the stars. "So, you remember!"

I shrugged. "Something like that."

She tried to hook her arm through mine, but I swatted it away. "You don't get to act like we're best friends. Don't act like what happened didn't."

With that, I walked away.