Epilogue

 

Nick’s POV

 

I woke up; my body cold. Was that real? Or was it just a dream? I got out of bed and looked around the house. It was so quiet; no sound or movement. I walked to BJ’s room and saw she was sleeping in her bed and I looked over at Leslie’s bed and saw she was sleeping peacefully. I took a sigh of relief it was just a dream. I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where I saw the newspaper sitting on the counter. I picked it up as I went to the fridge and took out the carton of orange juice. I unscrewed the cap and took a drink as I turned the page; setting the newspaper on the counter. My eyes widened as I looked at the heading of the article. “7 people save planet” I looked at the picture which was of Leslie, BJ, the guys and I. This couldn’t be; it was a dream, dreams don’t end up in newspapers. I turned to the first page and looked at the date. Just what I thought; April 19, 2150. What!

                 

“Leslie, BJ!!” I yelled as I heard there footsteps coming down the stairs.

                 

“Nick it’s 9 in the morning what is it?” Leslie asked as I held up the picture of us in the newspaper.

                 

“OMG” BJ said as she looked up at me.

 

“But how?” Leslie asked as I shook my head.

                 

“I have no clue” I said as there was a beeping noise. We all looked at each other as we walked into the living room where there was a big TV, that looked more like a huge picture, that hung on the wall. I switched on the beeping button as an alien appeared on the screen.

                 

“Who are you?” BJ asked as the creature smiled.

                 

“Its none of your business who I am, What you need to know Is that this adventure isn’t over yet!” The creature said.

                 

“what do you mean not yet?” Leslie asked but the screen went black and we all looked at each other.

                 

“ANGEL!!” we all screamed as we ran up the stairs and to Angel and Aaron’s room, but she was nowhere to be found.

 

The End

 

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