Amanda's POV
Nothing. That was it, just nothing. The room was filled with normal teenaged girl stuff and nothing more. Dixey walked through the door, legs shaking. I had never seen Dixey like this before. She was always so high and mighty, not shy and.... scared.
"What the heck Dixey?! I was scared to death at what would be behind this door, and all there is... it's just a normal room? What's so bad about this?" Shyla exclaimed.
"It's not what's in the room that would, and is, going to scare you," Dixey said.
Dixey walked through the room and over to the bed. She flipped the pillow up and revealed a picture. The one that we were going to take. Dixey walked back to us and showed off the photograph.
The picture had Rachel with her forehead against another girl. All of the other pictures had Dixey in them, but this one had another girl in it.