Let Me Sign

Robert and me were 8 and 10, it was his birthday and he was blowing the candles out before he grabbed some icing and smeared it on my face, and I did the same, the few friends that surrounded us thought of us like siblings, but I knew we were better then that.
We smiled at each other and the picture was taken.
Flash
Robert was pushing me on a swing, my black hair flying wildly in the wind, I was 9 and Robert was almost 11. I sensed something was up with my best friend because he stopped pushing me and stood behind the swing, watching me as I hopped off the swing and kneeled on the plastic seat between us so I was facing him.
"Whats bothering you?" I asked and his blue eyes snapped back to reality and he jumped slightly, I frowned
"Rob what is it?" He shook his head
"Robert..." I said in the same tone I'd heard his mother say to him a thousand times and then I sat waiting, his eyes glossed over
"We're moving!" He screamed in my face before he ran away from me into the forest.
I sat there stunned before I ran after him, my jeans catching on thorns and scraping my skin.
I didnt understand why he said he was moving, but he seemed so upset, the blue eyes so empty.
Robert was curled under a tree, crying.
The who scene changed, I saw the reflection of myself and I was seventeen, I looked like I did now, cropped black hair, green eyes, a bit pudgy.. I frowned and looked back at the tree
Robert was still crying, he hadnt changed
"Who are you?" The whole scene flickered like a horror movie and everything suddenly got darker, everytime I moved closer
Roberts head snapped up, it was blank.
An empty face, I screamed and jumped back
"Amelia."
I began running and running, but I never seemed to move more then a few centimeters
"Meals wake up!"
flash
I shot up screaming and looked around my room, panting heavily, a groan emited from the side of my bed
"Shit me Sarah!" I yelled and hit her on the arm as she stood up
"What? You were the one screaming at me" She huffed, and crossed her arms
"What were you dreaming about?" Her eyes narrowed in that oh so knowing way
I frowned and pushed my quilts off
"Nothing. Y'know normal horror movie, faceless people.. But then I blame that on Pirates of the Caribbean." I glared at Sarah who smiled innocently
"Never done any harm to me!" She said brightly
"Yeah well, you're a bit mental Sar." I replied and she giggled
"You wouldn't be my friend if I were normal" She chimed loudly and bundled some clothes up in a ball and skipped to the bathroom. No matter how much she crumpled her clothes she always seemed to look perfect and I never knew how she did it.
I groaned and saw the gold tickets of the V.I.P showing of Harry Potter..
That girl has connections, very good connections.
I searched through my wardrobe and found a nice dress, that could easily be hidden under a dress jumper. We'd be standing out in the cold for hours. I was. Dredding it.
I hate the cold. So much.
Sarah swanned back in looked beautiful with black dress with leggings
"What the.. Yoouu did.. not take anything black in there with you
"Well duh I borrowed it from your sister Lydia!" She giggled and slicked her hair back
"Hmph. Lucky you to find something so nice." I whined and hit my head against the wardrobe
"Hm. What about your prom dress?" She hinted and I tapped my chin, my prom dress was kneelength and navy blue with sequins.
"Nyeh." I shurgged and yawned
"Why are we getting ready?!" I suddenly realised
"Just trying clothes on for now duh.. wait no. We gotta go soonish so we get a good spot righttt at the front at the top!" She squealed and jumping up and down excitedly.

As I changed and we strayed towards the trainstation, I couldn't help but let my thought think back to the strange dreams I've been having, the boy with brown hair.. Robert something..
I sighed and Sarah looked over at me and patted my shoulder
"You'll be okay Meals." Sarah smiled and hummed along until the train stopped at London's main center.
"Lets face the mayhem!" I announced, suddenly looking forward to this Harry Potter thing.

And god only knows why.