Stacy's pov

i ran to what i think is my home.

I run in, push by Brayden and the girls. I run up into my room and collapse on my bed. Before i left school the boy i saw in class, he talked to me. he said something about losing someone. he told me stories about them, the love they had. then he told me that girl was me. i got so confused , i couldn't think strait. it was like another part of me was unlocked. 

i don't know what's the truth, who to trust, is this really me, are these people really my friends or are they made up like everything else. Is that boy telling the truth ?? did i love him ?? why can't i remember anything ??

i don't remember but at the same time i do.

"i can't think strait" I shout as i sit up in bed. I sigh as i grab my little satchel bag, toss some things in there, then hide it under my bed. i set an alarm on my phone then fall on to my bed to get some sleep.

BEEP

BEEP

I turn my alarm off. i jump out of bed, throw my bag over my shoulders. I put my hair in a side braid as i look at my self in the mirror. Then sneak down the steps , and into the kitchen. I grab some snacks and water.

then grab a pair of keys from the key hook. I open the garage door and grab Joe's motorcycle. I put the key in, then start it up. i put my helmet on, then hit the road. 

I need to re think EVERTHING

(sorry for short chapter)