I got up, slowly dressed and just looked around the room. They were gone. I could see they had stopped by the room before they left, as little things were gone. The kind of little things such as Paulie’s favorite book that was always near her bed, or the picture of Tory and her little sister that was usually on Tory’s nightstand; those things that most would not notice at their first glance, yet I did. As I continued to study the room that was now completely mine I saw a letter taped on the mirror with Mary B. written on it.

I walked over to it and gently took the tape that was holding it to the mirror off while getting the letter. Then, as I opened it I saw that the writing was Tory’s. That surprised me a little. I thought that it would be from Pauly, thanking me for my help.

I sat down in my bed and read the letter.

Mary.

‘I would tell her sister.’ I thought.

Then I noticed a p.s in Pauly’s writing.

P.S: Thank you for your help Mary Brave. I will always remember you. Never forget the best roommates you ever had.

I did cry then. They were finally happy, finally back together where they belonged. I let myself cry for a few minutes before I stood up and left the room. The second part of my job had to be put into effect; I had to alert the teachers that Tory and Paulie were gone. Of course, only after I did one last thing for Tory.

I wonder I where could find her sister right now anyway?

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