Best Friends? by Sam Ale (best classic books of all time .TXT) 📕

am Matt, but yes it is me.” said Jesus. I looked at him.
“Look we were transferred into other peoples bodies so we must pretend we are them.” explained Jesus. I looked closer at him. He was right. Matt stood there in front of me. I looked down at myself. I gasped. I looked at Matt in alarm then I jumped out of the bed at looked in the mirror. I was Cam.
“No, Jesus. You made a mistake I wanted to become Sara’s boyfriend. Not her enemy.” Jesus sighed and looked at me sadly.
“Look this is all I could do besides its to late. I already sent the message to Sara in her sleep. She will be looking for someone with green eyes.” I stared at my reflection. Emo-cut black hair, with bright green eyes, and a thin, muscular body.
“Will I be able to convince Sara that I’m me?” I turned to Jesus.
He nodded. “Yes but it all depends how hard you try.” I nodded. “I’ll try my hardest.” Jesus nodded with a knowing look. Then he stood up. “Come on. Its time for school.” As me and Matt dressed for school. I dressed in black jeans and a black t shirt with patterns on it. I had to admit I looked good. “You look like Cam. That’s good. People won’t expect anything strange.” As Matt and I walked into school after driving for about 20 minutes in Cam’s beat up pick up. I look at him “What am I suppose to do?” I ask him worriedly. He turns and smiles “Be Cam. The memories should come to you very soon. Don’t worry you won’t lose your memories either.” He walked away to his group of friends.
Chapter 6

Then down the hallway I heard her voice. Sara. The pack was walking down the hall with her. They were protecting her. Just like I would have wanted. Good job boys. I thought to myself. I almost stepped in their way. Kyle, who was closest to me, shoved me back. “Stay out of our way Cam.” he snarled. He was about to punch me when a small hand stopped him. “Kyle enough.” said Sara. He pulled back a little reluctantly. She then stooped to look into my eyes. She holds out her hand “I’m sorry. Kyle is a little jumpy this morning. Are you ok Cam?” I take her hand. There is a small electric current that ran up my arm. She gasps, small enough so only I can hear it, she looks deep into my eyes. “Come here.” She whispers to me. I stand up. The pack moves closer to her. Parker slowly makes her let go of my hand and takes it between his own. “Parker, no. It’s him. It’s Brad.” she struggles a little as they pull her away from me. They whisper reassuring words to her as they move down the hall. She looks back at me. “His eyes were blue. I swear! Shawn listen to me!” Then she is gone. Shawn hustles her into their next class.

Chapter 7

I start toward my locker. “Hey Cam, what was that about?” I turn to see Amber. My best friend, who has a crush on Brad. Her long, wavy black hair is pulled away from her face. She is wearing dark blue skinny jeans with holes at the knees with a bright red tank top under a dark black leather jacket. “I like your look today.” I tell her. She smiles. “You don’t look to bad yourself.” I laugh and playfully punch her in the shoulder. We hurry to our class. I see my usual seat in the back and the one next to Sara. I start toward it. Amber pulls on my sleeve “Where are you going?” She hisses. I stare at her startled then I realized. That is Brad’s seat not Cam’s. I shrug, “I was going to sit next to Sara, figure she could use a friend.” Amber looks at me like I grew two heads. I shrug at her and slump into my usual seat. I feel the Brad part of me strain toward her and the Cam part of me shrink away. I shake my long, dark hair into my face, frustrated. I pull out the books I need for this class but nothing sinks in. I pass through the day a zombie. When its finally over I rush outside breathing air like I was suffocating. I ran to my truck jump in and drive.

Chapter 8

I drive and drive till I reach wherever I was suppose to reach. I parked the car at the park. My Cam side frowns not understanding but my Brad part is pleased. I hear soft singing. Sara. I take a step forward and softly follow the sound of her voice. She was singing a song that I knew by heart. Brad reached out for her bursting to sing. Cam held him in check but it wouldn’t last long. I creep closer trying to hear the lyrics. Its beautiful and sad. Brad wants so badly to run to her and crush her in a hug, tell her how he feels but the Cam holds on tight. She is sitting on a root of the big oak tree. She strokes the carving in the tree. It’s a ragged heart with a S and a B in the middle. She smiles sadly looking at it as the words pour from her mouth.
‘The rain falls, My tears mixing with them, I hear you whisper my name, I turn at the sound of your voice, loving you,’ My opportunity arrives and Brad breaks free and steps forward. He sings the last notes in his deep, bass voice. She whirls to see me. My hair is covering my eyes and she steps forward to move it away. My eyes are a bright ice blue with green flecks. She gasps. “Brad? Is it you?” her eyes shine. I wrap my arms around her and sigh, happy to be with her. “Yeah its me.” She pulls back and looks me up and down. She walks around me. Then while she is behind me she comes up and hugs me around the waist. I sigh leaning back into her. I hear her small giggle. “It is you.” Tears slide down her cheeks and make wet patches on my shirt. I turn and hug her. We stand like that for a while then I feel something push me for behind. I push her away so when I fell I didn’t hurt her. Paul is sitting on top of me pushing me to the ground. Shawn and Kyle are holding her away, making sure she isn’t hurt in the fight. She breaks free and hold back Paul’s fist. “Paul get off of him!” He looks at her in confusion then slowly gets off. I sit up slowly as she scolds him. She comes over and checks me over making sure I’m not seriously hurt. I have a big cut on the side of my face but other than that I am fine. The pack watches me with wary eyes. “Kyle, stop giving me a death glare. I’m going to live.” he steps back as I stand, with Sara for support. Sara looks at each of them and they hang their heads. “Sara, we are sorry. Our reasons are good you know that.” Kyle looks at her pleadingly. She nods. “But you almost killed Brad in the process. How would we have saved him if he died again?”

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Editing: Me
Translation: Bookrix
Publication Date: 09-18-2011

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