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down a little bit. “But her mom called the police. I have to go in for questioning before school. We all do.”
    Just as she says the words, a call comes through on my cell phone. It’s a number I don’t recognize, so I answer it.
    “Hello.”
    “Is this Madeline Grey?” an older guy’s voice asks.
    “Yes,” I answer.
    “This is Detective Condie,” he says. “I’m calling in regards to the recent disappearance of Daisy Lewis. I understand that you and Miss Lewis are good friends, is that correct?”
    “Yeah, we are.”
    “I was wondering if you could come down to our office this morning for questioning,” he says. “Since you’re under eighteen, you can have a parent or guardian present at the time of questioning.”
    I think about going into my mom’s room and waking her and Ben up, but immediately reject the thought.
    “Do I have to bring a parent?” I ask. “My mom worked all night, so she just got home not too long ago.”
    “You don’t have to,” Detective Condie says. “When you come here, ask for me. See you soon.”
    The line goes dead, so I text Frannie back.

    Me: Looks like I’m going in for questioning too.

    Frannie: I’m nervous. Are we suspects or something?

    Me: I’m sure everything is fine. We are her best friends… It’s probably standard protocol.

    As I hit send, I can’t help but think maybe it’s not.
    I head out to my morning run about fifteen minutes later than normal, so I have to get ready in a hurry. The whole time, I feel nervous. I’ve never been questioned by the police before.
    I just hope Daisy is alright.

    7am
    Does Daisy have any enemies?

    “Does Daisy Lewis have any enemies?” Detective Condie asks.
    I start to say no, but then I remember I shouldn’t lie. This is the police.
    “Daisy was kind of mean to a lot of people at school,” I answer truthfully. “So, I guess she does have a lot of enemies.”
    “Was she mean to you?”
    “Yeah, kind of.” I bite my lip, hoping that my answers help , but also wondering why he’s asking about me .
    “Her mom said the two of you had a rivalry going on,” he says. “Is that correct?”
    “No,” I answer. “Maybe in Daisy’s eyes, but not in mine.”
    “Do you know where Daisy is?” he asks.
    “No, I don’t. Though, knowing her, she’s probably at some guy’s house and forgot to charge her phone.”
    “So she stays the night with guys a lot?” He writes something down on his paper.
    “Yeah,” I answer. “To be honest, I’m kind of surprised her mom actually checked on her. Usually, Dee gets away with sneaking out.”
    “Whose house do you think she could be at?”
    “I don’t know. Maybe Luke Brentwood’s house? They aren’t dating or anything, but they hooked up frequently last year.”
    “Do you have a crush on this Luke guy?” the detective asks.
    “Luke? Gross, no,” I answer.
    “When was the last time you talked to Daisy?”
    “Yesterday after school. We talked for a few minutes before we left.”
    “And what did you do after school?” he asks.
    “I went straight home. I’m in a band with my twin brother, Trey, and his best friend, Jace. We had practice. Then I cooked dinner, did some homework, and went to bed,” I answer.
    “So you didn’t call, text, or message Daisy?”
    “No.”
    “Okay,” the detective says, standing up. “That’s all I need for now. If I need you again, I’ll give you a call.”

    English
    We belong together.

    I get to class ten minutes late. I’m excused, of course. When I walk into class I give Mrs. Duff my note from the office and take a seat beside Jace.
    “Are you okay?”he signs to me.
    “Yeah. Just had to be questioned by the police.”
    His face turns up in a smirk, but I can see the worry in his eyes. “What did you do this time?”
    “Daisy is missing.” We made a special sign for Daisy’s name. It’s the word bitch signed with a ‘D’ instead of a ‘B’. It was Jace’s idea, but I didn’t protest, though now