I hated being new and when I first started at this school I was an out cast. No one talked to me and I knew there was something strange going on. In my old schools I was normally the most popular girl around. I had every guy chasing after me and every girl wanted to be my friend but now I move here and I am instantly ignored by everyone.

I went up to people and asked what was wrong but each and every one of then turned their noses up at me. It was scary. I knew I wasn't ugly but I wasn't pretty either. I was a very average girl who was very nice. I didn't even get angry and if some one played a joke on me then I was fine with it. People had to have their fun some times right. You are more likely wondering why I am very good at keeping my calm around people and I guess I don't know the reason.

A few months on and I am still being me. Getting on with my work. Still no one was talking to me and though I had friends from my old school I longed for some one to talk to me here.

Every day I looked around the cafeteria and I noticed that not every one was talking. They were either sat on there own like me in their own little world or they were just talking to their boyfriend or girl friend. I wanted to know what was gong on with this school. Why did they all seem so apart from each other?

I had been trying to figure this out all year. I researched each and ever pupil in the school their history, their family and who their friends were and yet nothing brought it up.

Today is no different I'm sat on my table with my lunch in front of me. I searched through my bag and pulled out a bag of cookies. I sighed and opened it. The best way I find to get rid of stress. Eat any type of cookie. Be it cookie dough mixture or cookie dough ice cream from Ben and Jerry's. I got dug into my cookies and I was just about to pull out my third one when some one shadowed over me. I looked up at them with the cookie still in my mouth.

A smile appeared on the guys face. I smiled back at him and took to cookie out.

'Don't you think eating cookies for lunch is a bit extreme on your body and your brain cells' I smiled. A smart ass. Many of the kids were. All straight A students.

'No I don't but I do know talking to me is out of order. Not just because I'm treated like an out cast in this school.' He smiled weakly and sat down besides me.

'I know I have been here three years trying to work out what is wrong with this school but yet I have not found a solution. I only know that if your in a couple then you can talk but quietly if you are not friends then you only talk about school business nothing else. Its like every one here is a robot or something.' I nodded. Had he really on figured that out in three years? I have been here 6 months I knew that much.

'You work slowly don't you?' He nodded.

'I take my time getting the facts right and I had trouble hacking into the computer system to find every file.' I nodded.

'It took me a week to do that but there are at least five files I can't get into and I can point each and every person.' He looked at me confused.

'What do you mean? Have you memorised every photo or some thing and know every body in this school' I shrugged.

'Kind of. Look there are five people in this school that have their file so hooked up with protection I might as well look for them in the back room in the principles office.' He nodded.

'I've tried deary, actually I've have been watching you work and your good. How about you and I work together to get this sorted out.?' I smiled but shook my head.

'Mark Winters, pupil number 66248 class member 5 of class room 45 the slacker of this school. I would not work with you for one instant. Your files is one of the ones I can not get into. Yes I know some things about you but I have worked that out from the school list of names and having every one elses files' he nodded satisfied.

'That's very good Phoebe Mitchell. Tell me who else can you not get information on?'

'Bianca Ashford of classroom 35 pupil number 20648. Lee Williams of classroom 40 pupil number 26240. Julia Sparrow of classroom 30 pupil number 82460 and Lisa Winters of classroom 50 pupil number 66244 who I happen to know is your twin sister.' He looked at me impressed. 'I also know you are not over here to make small talk and be nice. You are here to see how much I know and then report back to who ever sent you' he raised an eye brow 'There is some thing going on in this school and I am determined to find out what. I know you five are behind it and you can't hide it for ever' Marks face changed after that. It went from being soft and looking gentle to angry and warning.

'Phoebe Mitchell. I'm glad we met. I am impressed.' He lowered his voice 'But if you want to know what the hell is going on meet me at Corner Street restaurant and we can talk. Make sure you wear some thing nice oh and Phoebe I'll have those file for you as well. 8 pm to night' He got up and waved. I was going to follow him but people looked in my direction. What was up with this school? I guess the only way I was going to find out was to trust Mark as much as I could.

I got home feeling more drained than normal. I had tried extra hard to get those files to try and find something out about Mark before I met up with him tonight but I didn't have any such luck. If anything the files were more secure then they were yesterday or even the first day I started. I did notice that each day the files got harder to get into.

I walked into the kitchen breathing in the fresh scent of cookies baking in the oven.

'Afternoon dear' I looked surprised when my mum walked into the kitchen but I was happy.

'Hey mum. um... I'm going out to night. I'll be eating out so don't cook me any food ok unless its cookies' She nodded smiling. My mum said I was addicted to cookies and I guess I was but it was such a great stress reliever.

'Oh have we got a date?' I glared at my mum but let it slip.

'You could say that. You know I was on about the school and how its so weird?' She nodded. 'Well there was five files I couldn't and still can't get into. This boy came up to me to day and said loads of things. I agreed to meet him at Corner Street restaurant tonight at 8' She nodded and I skipped off up stairs. Surprisingly I still had loads of energy. I went to my wardrobe and looked around. Why did I have to agree with this? I looked at the clock. 6pm. Two hours that give me enough time to get ready. I smiled and walked into the bathroom. I got undressed and stepped into the shower.

I found my shower nice and relaxing. I wanted to sleep when I got out but when I saw the time I freaked. I had yet to dry my hair and sort it out plus find some clothes. I looked at my bed and how inviting it look but to my surprise I found a pair of black trousers layed out and my gypsy top led on top of them. I smiled. If you haven't guessed my mum spoiled me. I thanked her by my self as I went back into the bathroom to sort my hair out. I brushed it and blow dried it. I brushed it again and I realised that I was going to be going around with goofy hair.

I pulled out my hair curlers and turned them on. As I waited for them to heat up I got changed. I hadn't worn this in a while and so I felt really strange and uncomfortable. I looked at the time and I sighed with relief when I saw I had 40 minutes left. I floated into the bathroom and curled my hair. It felt strange a few times while my mum dropped me off. I wasn't sure why. I guess I felt that I looked too dressed up or some thing I was wearing didn't suit me. I had never gone to so much trouble when going out with a guy. If I was going out I normally just wore a pair of jeans with a blouse but no, not this time, I was wearing some thing which showed my stomach off very well. It scared me a bit. I didn't know what Mark was going to say and if he was going to say any thing was it going to be nice or just a load of shit.

My mum stopped driving when we got to Corner Street restaurant. I didn't move. I couldn't I was so scared and yet some how I was really happy to be here. When I went on dates before I had never been scared. I was always relaxed around guys but this time some thing about Mark freaked me out.

'You look lovely sweetie' My mum said. I looked at her and smiled weakly. She gave my hand a squeeze and I got out of the car. I took a deep breath and closed the car door. I walked over to the entrance and in side. A waiter came up to me and asked if I wanted a table.

'I'm looking for Mark Winters' The waiter recognised the name and led the way to the back of the restaurant to a booth. I looked into the booth and saw Mark sat there with a huge folder. I guess that's my files. I sat down smiling at the waiter. He walked off and I looked at Mark. I wanted some explanation.

I let him do what he wanted to anticipation was trying to take over. I kept calm and looked at the menu. I knew it mostly off by heart as I created some of it. They had a competition when I moved here and my mum said I had a thing for food so I decided to take part and I won. I decided to take the time to look at Mark closely than before. I peeked over the menu and saw him trying to find out what to eat.

His hair was brown and messy. It looked like bed hair to me but that was the style he wanted then fine. His eyes weren't anything like his hair. They looked clear and good though I could be wrong. I smiled. His skin was tanned close to my colour but I think it was darker. His muscles didn't really show up with the shirt that he was wearing I could tell and I knew he had some. He was just handsome. There was no other word for it.

He lifted his vision in my direction and I had to quickly lift the menu back up. What was wrong with me? If I was at school I would have been fine. Why did he make me like this? So nervous and so jumpy.

Ten minutes later the waiter came along and took our order. I was filled with glee when I heard that Mark had pick one of my dishes and its was one of my favourite. The water read back what we had ordered and left. Please start talking I'm getting very reckless I thought.

Mark didn't say any thing for a bit but he pushed the folder over to me. I looked at him and he avoided my gaze. I opened the folder and skimmed through. It looked just like the other so why was it so shut off?

I sat back and took Marks out. I looked through it and saw that he hadn't moved here 3 years ago. He had been here for much longer then that. I looked the others and saw that the date was exactly the same. They all started on the same day and it was in the middle of the year. I looked at the their schedules and found that they were the same.

'What is with this? You guys are like inseparable.' He looked at me.

'We are like that for a reason. Can I ask you some thing? Have you ever seen us in the cafeteria at break lunch or any free period.?' I shook my head.

'No but there are many other places for you to be. I mean you could be out side or in the library or in the sports hall. Maybe you get detentions a lot...ok screw the last one but the other maybe' he gave a small laugh.

'You know that's not true. I've been watching or should I say we have been watching you. Don't get mad its for a reason. You came here on the exact same date and day that the rest of us came here the only thing is that your five years out of the loop.' I frowned. Now I thought about it. It was true I had never seen them any where and when I did they seemed to be watching me and following me.

'Where have you guys been hiding and where may I ask are you fitting me into this?'

'We have been in our room. When we came here we bumped into each other and notice how strange it was we were... you well you know. Any way Bianca decided that we should have a place to meet every lunch and stuff so we did. I discarded everything. Since then we have done every thing together. Some how we broke up the school. When we got together the school saw us a threat. Each and every kid in school detached themselves from one another and this is how it ended up.' I nodded

'That's great but where do I come into it?' he took in a deep breath.

'My sister has always been in touch with the supernatural side' I frowned 'Meaning that she can do magic. She has frequent dreams. I thought they were just normal things but we soon found out that they weren't. Every dream my sister had came true. About 6 months ago when you turned up she had this dream. It wasn't really that specific about the detail but she had it over and over again each time telling her some thing new. Soon we were able to figure some things out.' I nodded I knew this was going to revolve around me but it was going to be very negative for me and positive for them.

'I still don't get it' I explained.

'Let me finish ok?' I nodded 'Any way Lisa said there was a new girl coming and she would have some one fall in love with her.' I nodded 'When the girl felt the same way the curse which we have put apon this school will lift. Everything will go back the way it was before we all came here.' I smiled

'I guess I'm the girl' he nodded.

'yeah. We knew from the start she would investigate what was going on as it is her destiny to sort the school out. I was really surprised when it was you though. We weren't sure at first but your the one. Your determined to find out what is going and your determined to fix it. Now you know how everything will be fine.'

'Yeah to some extent I guess' I didn't really know what to say. I had a place at this school and it was important the only thing was taking my place in the line of history is harder said then done. The ''curse'' as Mark puts it makes every one but us six very un sociable. They were pulled away from each other and for no reason except for Lisa's dreams. Everything that had happened was because of her.

'Look Phoebe I didn't want any of this to happen to you really I didn't. I can't control what my sister sees and what she sees is what happens' I hung my head. I guess he was right but why did he get involved he could of just back out all of them could of back out but no they stay with it and for what the school to end up like this and then they had to wait for me to come along and fix it.

'Why didn't any of you back out when you wanted to?' he shrugged.

'I don't know I guess I just want to stick with my sister. Bianca stayed with me and Lee stayed for Julia and Julia stayed for me. I guess we stayed for each other.' I nodded completely understanding they wanted to support each other knowing that if one thing was to go wrong each and every one of them would take the blame.

'I'll look this through to night and see if there is anything else that's similar like your past medical records birthdays stuff like that.' he nodded and said.

'There is one thing you haven't picked up on' I frowned

'What do you mean?'

'Remember back to earlier when you were reciting each and every class thing about us what was common about them.' I shrugged but wrote them down. 30, 35,40,45,50. and 66248, 20648, 26240, 82460, 66244. I looked closely. I saw that the class room numbers went up in fives and that was it. I looked back to Mark.

'I don't get it. All I see is that you guys are five classrooms apart and each of you pupil numbers all have even and each of you have a 6, 2 and a 4 in them' he stared at me. Then it hit me. That's it. The link between them was every where. I looked at every detail quickly and everything was the same. 'God its like you guys are each part of the same person.' his face softened.

'Its because we are.' this was getting weirder as the time went on. The food came and we didn't really talk. I didn't want to I had to let everything run through. I didn't get how every one was one person. How could they be split? And where exactly did I come into it? Yes I got the part about me saving them and the school but I didn't get the part where I was ''the chosen'' one as it were.

I ate my fish thinking it all through. Running scenarios through my thoughts was the best way but still nothing fitted.

'What are you thinking about?' Mark asked me. I looked at him. Should I tell him what I was thinking or just make something up.

'Nothing really just running some things through trying to figure some stuff out' he nodded not pushing it. Some how he felt nervous.

'It's strange but every time I'm around my friends I feel not part of them its as though I'm not meant t be around them but they are meant to be around me' I frowned.

'What do you mean?' he stopped eating and looked at me.

'If you look through each of the files all of them are the same besides my sisters. Yes some of it is linked but the others are exactly the same to mine. Lee, Julia and Bianca are me. I don't know how it works. None of us do but everything that happens to me happens to them. Look if I was to get beaten up right here right now then so would the others where ever they are.' Was this even possible? I knew it couldn't be all true but some thing told me it was. I continued eating as we both fell into silence.

I didn't know what to. Something about finding all this out made me more of an out cast. I didn't know what to do. Should I push it more? Or should I just leave it?

I finished my dinner and I got up. Mark looked at me puzzled but I just left. I didn't leave the restaurant of course I knew that would be rude. I was going to see this through even though I didn't want to. I walked to the ladies room and splashed my face with water. By this time I knew there was some thing wrong with me. I was never this nervous around people and something inside me wanted to run get away from let the school fight their own battle. Then another little bit in side of me wanted to help save these people and it also said I needed to stay for one person. I didn't know who that person was but I guessing it was Mark. He was the only one who could be normal. The others were part of him. They made him into one person.

I sighed and looked in the mirror. Some thing about me has changed but I couldn't pin point it. I looked the same. I acted the same. I felt the same but there was some thing wrong. I knew it. I walked slowly out of the toilets and back to our table. I notice that the plates had been taken and the bill was on the table.

I noticed and remembered that Mark hadn't finished his dinner and I wonder why. Was there some thing wrong with him or was he not hungry?

The waiter came along and took our bill. Mark went up to pay by card. I just sat there I didn't want to follow. If I did then maybe I might make Mark in to more of a mood then he was already in. When he came back I picked up the files and walked out in silence. I was going to wave good by before he said

'Phoebe come with me for a bit ok' I looked at him strangely but nodded. I followed him to his car. Like a gentleman he opened the car door for me. I smiled and thanked him. I climbed in. He walked around to the other side of the car and climbed in him self. He didn't start the car for a little while but when he did I felt safe. This was strange I never felt safe in a car. Since I was a kid I had had a huge fear of sitting in a car. I had a car accident with my father. He had died but I survived miraculously but now, as I remember everything, I have this huge fear of sitting and driving in a car. You could almost call it a phobia.

Mark started driving and I just stared at my feet. It felt that safest way to stay while I was sat there. It didn't take long for us to get where we were going but when we slowed I looked up. My eyes widened when we came to a stop. In front of me was a huge hill. I hope Mark wasn't expecting me to walk that.

'Come on' Mark said slightly mono tone I got out of the car leaving that file where they were and followed Mark up the hill. Surprisingly it didn't take that long to get to the top and once there I felt all light and fluffy. I looked out towards the view and it was so beautiful. You could see every thing. The town and further. I saw the school and I saw my house. I saw Corner street and the local church. I saw every historic place and every light which was on made the town look like the night sky.

Mark sat down on the ground and led back looking at the night sky. I couldn't help but follow. It was nice just to sit down and have some fun with a friend. I could see a few constellations and I saw Venus. It was so nice.

'Do you come up here often?' I heard my self asking. Mark nodded beside me.

'Yeah its a good place to let my thoughts run wild. I can get them straight and when my sister comes up with a new dream I come up here to think it through.' I smiled. That's nice but why were we up here now?

'Phoebe when my sister dreamt about you coming here I thought she was just kidding. I came here for hours on end. I had visions of a girl sat next to me looking at me sadly and right now I fell like I'm in deja vu. It feels nice you know to be up here with some one who knows more than just what they believe.' I looked at him. I don't know what expression I had on my face but it made Mark laugh when he looked at me

'What?' I asked a bit offended

'You have your sad face on. Its kind of cute. I never really knew how any of this would plan out but I know now some of it.' I smiled and looked back at the sky.

'Thank you for everything to night. Its been real nice and this is a lovely place. Do the others know about this place?' Mark shook his head.

'No. Over the years we have had less and less experiences that were the same. We are becoming our own person. It was really annoying though when we were younger. We went every where together. There wasn't one place that we haven't been together but now...now we are separating and it feels really lonely.' I frowned.

'Do you know why you guys are becoming your own person?' he nodded and looked at me.

'Every thing that is happening, the separating, the doing of our own things, is because of you. Lisa has gotten less dreams lately and every thing seems more normal. There has been more talking. Last year there wasn't one person who talked to any one there wasn't one couple and if they were together the year before then they broke up but this year since you came along people have talked just a little bit more and old couples have gotten together' that made me feel better. I have done some good at least.

Mark fell silent and we just led there. I thought about before I moved here and how I had my own hill to sit on when I needed to think. I would sit there for hours on end thinking things through and it was just ordinary things besides the time where I would get depressed because I felt like my purpose in life was just to be there for people and make them happy. Yes it makes a difference to them and the world but every now and then I wanted more. I wanted to be more.

When I pulled out of my thoughts I sat up. I looked over the town and smiled. I have made a difference more than I know. My life is more then just making people happy. I shivered and looked at the time. 10pm. No wonder I'm so cold. Suddenly warmth covered my arms and shoulders. I looked at Mark as his hands left the jacket he had placed over me. I smiled grateful for his kindness.

'Thanks' he smiled and stayed sat up. I looked back out to the town while slipping my arms into the sleeves. I pulled my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them. I placed my head on my knees and breathed in Mark's unique smell. I hadn't notice it before but his smell was pretty good. I smiled in my arms and closed my eyes. I just wanted to sit there with Mark's scent going up my nose.

I felt like falling asleep there but as I drifted off Mark had to spoil the silence.

'You look fantastic to night by the way I did want to say earlier but it didn't seem right' I snapped out of the drifting sleep and looked at him. Thank my mum I thought.

'Cheers.' I said and closed my eyes again.

'Are you tired?' I nodded slowly regretting it. I knew the minute I said this he was going to take me home. I didn't want to leave. It was nice up here and even though I love my house and my family I wanted to stay up here. When I felt my self falling I opened my eyes. 'Lay here for a while' he placed my head on his lap and I just stayed there frozen and scared. I couldn't move. I wanted to protest but I couldn't. I soon found my self relaxing and drifting again. What was wrong with me? I hardly know this guy and yet here I am laying on his lap falling asleep.

The last thing I remember of the night was Mark kissing me on the forehead and saying good night.

I woke up the next morning refreshed and wanting to start the day. I got out of bed forgetting to wonder how I got there and I walked in to my bathroom. I got undressed and got into the shower. When I got out and changed. I dried my hair quickly and left it in a messy style. I ran down stairs snatched the toast out of the toaster as it popped and I ran out the door. I hated being late but it was some thing I found common these days. I got in the car with my mum and she drove me to school.

When she stopped I gave her a peck on the cheek and got out. I entered the hall way just as the first bell was going. I cursed and ran faster. I got to my classroom just as the bell went but I didn't enter. Some one took my hand and swung me round.

'Good morning. You need to come with me' I frowned. Why? I need to get to my lessons. 'Before you ask why my sister had another dream and I want you there with us to sort it out' I nodded and let Mark pull me along the hall way. We rounded loads of corners and it felt like we were going round in circles. We finally came to a stop. Mark didn't enter the door just yet though. He stopped and looked at me.

'What now?' I asked

'Uh...please be nice to these guys ok' I nodded. Sure. I'm horrible to everybody. I shook my head and smiled.

'Why wouldn't I be nice to them?' I asked

'Because Bianca has an attitude Lee gets very pissy at people easily and Julia hates any body that is female who hangs around with me' ah ok I might get in the middle of a brawl then. Mark opened the door and led the way down the stairs. When we reached the bottom I was surprised at what I saw. It was a simple room. Graffiti covered the walls though it was a normal teenage room it seemed strange to look so simple. In the middle was a few chairs and at the front was a board with a list of what I guess was today's talk on it.

Mark pulled me over and sat me down.

'Stay here' he said as he walked of into the darkness. I suddenly felt lost and scared. Basements had never been my best friend. My father locked me up in one for four days as a punishment when I was five. I was left there in the dark with nothing no blankets one plate of food a day and a drink with that. I felt like I was in prison. Since then when afterwards my father attacked me I hated the basement. Then soon after wards he was going to take me to a well and stick me down there for a couple of days luckily for me he got us in a car accident.

I hadn't really noticed that I was shaking and looking around frantically until Mark and the others walked in.

'Are you alright?'I looked into Marks eyes and nodded slightly.

'Uh-huh' he didn't look convinced but was happy. I sat there very rigid and if there was a clang some where I jumped. Mark noticed and kept frowning at me. I just smiled and kept my eyes on Bianca. She seemed nice and to me she didn't have an attitude. I let her talk about everything. She introduce me to every body and I felt really welcome. I didn't really say much I just listened. They filled me in more then what Mark did but as I listened I kept hearing things and turning my head in that direction. I heard Mark sigh but it creeped me out. It reminded me of my dads sigh when he hit me after I didn't answer him.

Mark took my hand and I followed reluctantly. It was just like when I was attacked by my father. Everything was the same. The movements, the grip, the forcefulness it was just like deja vu. When Mark picked me up bridal style I shook. My fear was taking over me. I couldn't let this happen I never let my fear get in the way of my life but it seemed to take control more then ever. We reached the top of the stairs and Mark opened the door and sat me on the floor. I instantly relaxed when I noticed where I was. I looked at Mark's face full of concern for me.

'What is your problem?' he asked me full of rage but I knew he was just concerned.

'Nothing' I said weakly. He growled and it made me flinch. He noticed and calmed down.

'I'm sorry Phoebe. I'm just really worried. Down there you looked around really wide eyed and then you sat so rigid it looked like, if I was going to poke you, you would fall off the chair. And then as I tried to get you out you refused so I had to pick you up so don't start telling me there is nothing wrong' I hung my head. No one knew of my fears. Some much had happened between me and my dad and yet no one knew. I didn't know whether to tell him or not.

'I'll be fine I just don't like basements' he looked at me smiled but I knew he was unsatisfied. He sighed and pulled me into a hug. I felt safe and I didn't want to be let go of.

'Nothing is going to happen to you. I'm here and no one will hurt you' I smiled. I was close to tears. No one had ever said that to me. I felt wanted and cared for. Though I knew my mum loved me she never told me she was there for me and stuff like that. We had more of a friendship and then a parent daughter thing going on.

'Thank you Mark' I pulled out of his arm reluctantly. He smiled down at me with his hands on my shoulders.

'Now shall we get back down stairs' I looked at the door and before my eyes it looked my basement door at my old old house. My mum was made to leave after my father died. I had frequent night mares and I wouldn't go to certain part of the house. I hardly ever came of of my bedroom and thought I was at the schooling age I didn't want to go to school. My mum said it would be good for me to get out of the house but I protested. We moved and a few months later I started coming out of my shell more. I made friends on the first day at school and I felt safe.

Mark saw my face and fear. He squeezed my shoulders and he was going to say some thing but I put a straight face on and opened the door. I had to face my fears some when and I knew my father was never going to hurt me again.

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'So there is nothing we can really do?' I asked. Bianca shook her head.

'No. not unless one of us has the brain of Einstein and the creation of Picasso' I blinked at her. Along with the rest of the group. It had been about three hours and we were still trying to figure out everything. Lisa had a dream. She dreamt that once the normal people would up rise against us and it would end up badly. There was nothing we could do the stop it. Either way it would go that direction. Then it hit me. There was something every body was missing.

'Ok I might not have the brain of Einstein and I most certainly do not have the creation of Picasso but this might work. Its simple and it might just work but you guys might not like it and I know you have your family's and things but the only way to stop this is if you guys leave here. I just moved here and every body will see that so none of them will blame me. If you guys leave for a bit and then come back after a year or two then it will be fine right. I mean yeah we wait for this whole love thing to come true and then when everybody is talking again all we need to do is let you guys leave. Move home, school, for a year or just go one holiday until every one had forgotten about it then move back here with clean pasts change your names stuff like that' every looked at me.

So they didn't like the idea but I did and it seemed to work. There wouldn't be an up rising and if there was there would be no one to attack. Every one looked at me and I looked at them . The all seemed a bit uneasy and when I looked at Mark he did look at me. He kept his vision on some thing else in the room. I frowned and looked at every one questioning them on what they thought.

'I might regret this later but it might actually work.' my head shot up to meet Bianca's eyes. Did she just agree with me? I thought she would be the last person the agree. 'Besides it might be fun. When our love birds fall in love every one will gradually go back there normal selves and when they do they will remember when we came and most of what happened. Then us five will go on a really long road trip and check in on Phoebe. She will tell us if its ok to come back and when she says its fine we will I'm not sure on the changing the name bit but the rest I'm too' every one nodded

'I wont do it' I looked at Mark. I was surprised as he was always the one going along with my ideas. 'I wont do it. If you guys want to run then fine but I'm not leaving. We created it so we will fix it . If every one is going to get mad then fine. We started it so lets finish it. We swore that what ever happened we would be together one everything until this was back to normal and then the minute she says to run you agree. I mean what is with that?' I felt hurt. Was it my fault I was causing this feud between the five? Or was it just him being over protective of me?

'Mark I don't want to leave either but we have to' Lisa said quietly. This was all so very emotional. I found it hard to believe that Mark didn't want to leave. He was always up to some thing and leaving un expected so had he changed.

'I'm not leaving dammit. I sick and tired of running and if I have to run while the one person who is the most important to me sorts my problems out then I might as well kill my self any way. I'm not letting Phoebe do this by her self. I trust her with all my heart but something tells me she is going to be scared and I have to be there to protect her.' he looked at me while he said this. That's why he didn't want to leave. The real reason was that he didn't want to leave me. 'I can't leave you Phoebe. I love you too much to not be around you' It was happening.

Mark had fallen in love and now I had to feel the same way back but I had only known him a day. If I was to turn around and say I love you too it would be lying and I can't do that. It would be wrong and it still wouldn't work. I didn't know what to say to him. Should I just smiled and turn back to the situation at hand or just forget about it. I could just say fine Mark was staying. I would give us bonding time any way. I felt slightly pressured but I knew there was time and for all I knew everything that Lisa saw might not ever happen. I didn't do any thing I just closed my eyes and said

'Fine Mark is stay but the rest you have got to leave with more exceptions. Go your own way and do what you need to do' I got up and left. I didn't here any one follow me and I hope no one did. They could talk all day for all I care but not me. I was going to go to at least some of my lessons. I got to historic culture and said I was sorry for being late. I sat down at the back of the class and relaxed. I knew no one could look at me this way and I knew for sure that every one in front of me was going to be back to their normal selves again. The bitchy being the bitchy the preps being all preppy and then the goths and emos being back to who there are.

It wasn't long until the bell rang. I got out of my seat and walked slowly out of the class room. When I got out the door. A hand rested on my shoulder.

'I'm sorry Phoebe but you had to know' I nodded

'I know and I'm glad you told me. It means we can sort this out quicker then what it could have been.' I started walking again. Mark followed and some how my calmness left me and I felt like having a go at him. It was something I had never done. In a way it felt nice to have a different emotion. I stopped and turned to look at Mark.

'What do you want Winters?' I asked sounding very annoyed.

'Wow your sexy when annoyed' I rolled my eyes and carried on walking. 'Look I'm sorry. I'm so screwing this up.' I stopped and looked at him

'Yeah just a bit. Look Mark leave me alone. If you saying things like that isn't going to get you anywhere' a smiled flashed across his face.

'What?' I snapped. He was taken aback. His face pained. My eyes widen oh god. What am I doing. 'I'm so sorry' he shook his head and walked off. I huffed and walked on. I was in some deep shit now. I can't believe I just did that. He trusted me and he loved me and I was throwing it back in his face. I wanted to cry run after him but I knew I would just make it worse. I walked to English and all the way through all I could think was about Mark. Was there any thing I could do? Probably not. I dragged my self through the lesson and then out towards lunch. I sat down not wanting to talk to nay baby but as soon as I sat down Bianca slid in next to me.

'Hi' she said. I didn't reply and I just played with my food. Yeah you know your mum told you never to play with your food well I was one of those kids who never listened to there mothers and I came out perfect for it. 'What's wrong?' I looked at and said.

'You know what is wrong hence why you are here talking me.' she nodded.

'Ok I'm here to ask what happened earlier. Mark is sat in the basement in the darkest corner not saying anything to any one and not even chipping his ideas in. I knew some thing was wrong so I had to see what was wrong and I knew I wouldn't get it out of him so I came to you' I looked blankly at her then I turned back to my lunch.

'I got pissy at him that's all. I shocked my self I never get mad at any body I'm always the nice person you meet but no I had to get mad at him. I don't know there is something about him that makes me so fired up' She nodded her head and sat there. She didn't leave.

'You know Mark was always against everything before you came along. He never believed in what Lisa saw then when you came along he changed. He came along to the meetings more often and he seemed happier. I knew instantly that it was love at first sight if that's possible' I nodded 'Look please can you just talk to him some when. Tell him that you didn't mean to be so mean'

'But I did that already' I said quietly

'Tell him like you mean it. Tell him when its no spur of the moment thing ok' I nodded and Bianca got up out of the chair she was sat in. She walked off and I just sat there. I decided that I would go to registration and then I would go down to the basement. Knowing Mark he would still be sat there and if he wasn't I knew where he would be. I finished my lunch and walked the halls. It was nice to just walk the halls and not actually be looking for some thing.

I walked and walked and I faintly heard the bell go but I didn't turn and go to my class instead I just kept walking. It was like I was in a trance. When I stopped and snapped back in to reality I saw I was by the basement door. I looked at it thinking that my fear would take over like normal but not this time, no. I stood there looking at it and it looked like a normal door. I knew everything that was behind it and I knew that basements held bad memories for me but now as I look at this door it seems like a normal thing.

I reached out cautiously and placement my hand on the door. I let out a breath and relaxed. I acted as though the hard part was over. I pushed the door open and walked in. It was dark down stairs so I guess no body was in. I looked on the walls for a light switch and I found one luckily. I switched it so the lights were on and I made my way down the stairs. When I got there I looked around and I didn't see Mark any where.

'Mark?' I called out. I looked around straining my eyes on the dark areas. I looked to the back of the room and saw a pair of feet poking out of a darkened corner.

'Mark? Its me Phoebe.' he didn't look up. I walked over and crouched down in front of him. I placed a hand on his arm and rested my head on top.

'What are you doing?' I looked up. Marks harsh tone had startled me but I knew he didn't really mean it.

'I'm trying to say I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get angry with you. I guess everything that has happened these last couple of days has freaked me out. I don't know what it is about you but you just get me fired up and it scares me more then any one.' his eyes turned watery.

'Do I really get you that mad?' Mark asked. I smiled

'Hell yeah you do' that made him laugh. It fell silent after that. I didn't know what to say and I guess Mark had nothing to say. It all seemed like everything was back to normal the day I came to school.

It has been three months since I last had a good conversation with Mark. It seemed like that day I got mad was the day I broke his heart. I knew I hadn't. He told me everyday I left for class. I love you he says every time I leave. It makes me sad every time I walk past and not say anything back. I don't know what to say back to him. Some part of me is dieing to say I love you too but there is some thing stopping me to do so.

Tomorrow Bianca is leaving. Her parents got a new job and they need to go up north for a bit. Bianca is moving back here when and if she can afford her own place. Lee organised a leaving party for her and as I sit there watching every one I wondered what life was going to be with her with out the rest of the ''gang''.

Like normal when we have our mini parties every one is there. Lee and Julia got together. Apparently they having been crushing on each other for the last four years and they didn't notice so like normal they are making out on the back corner. Lisa is having fun prancing and dancing to the music. Bianca is talking to few people from out of school. I met a few of them before but I didn't feel like talking to them. Some thing was troubling me and you can more then likely can guess what.

Yes , it was Mark but he seemed more distant as we came closer to the end of the year. Every now and then when he would go missing I found him on top of the hill. I asked him every time I saw him what was up he never told me he just led there in his own world.

To day I was glad to see he was having some fun. I knew behind it he was still trying to figure out what ever he was trying to figure out but he still seemed to be having some fun. Some how I was hurt when I saw him having fun with out me. He was with some mates and he was just laughing and pointing at random sluts agreeing on stuff. I don't know why I should be hurt but I was so got off my ass and walked over to Mark and asked

'Hey what's up?' he didn't look down at me. I knew he heard me and I knew he knew I was there but still he didn't look at me. Ok now I knew there is some thing wrong and he was just hiding something that had everything with me. I took Mark's hand pulled him up and out of the basement, I swung him around and slammed him up against the wall.

'God if you want some thing all you have to do is ask' I smiled. Typical.

'Ha ha very funny what the fuck is wrong with you?' I asked. I never swore and I certainly am not sarcastic. 'For the last three months you have gone missing with out no knowing where you are. Last time I was so worried that I could hardly think. I had scenarios running through my head say that you could have died or you could have killed yourself.' his face changed. I finally looked at me searching my eyes.

'You were worried about me' he asked worried that I might have told him some thing I didn't want to.

'Yes I was. God forbid if anything happened to you I don't know I would do.' he looked at every bit of my face and as he saw no lie his face softened and he look some what less out of it. 'but don't get any idea from that ok' he smiled and nodded. I let go of Marks shoulders and placed my hand s on my hips. I was changing so much. 'now lets go back down stairs and enjoy Bianca's party ok' he nodded

'You know' he said when I opened the door 'You really get sexier the more evil you get' I frowned I looked at him with my arms crossed just as I hit the bottom step of the stairs.

'What's that supposed to mean?' I asked forgetting we were in front of the party. He smiled at me and walked up to me taking a piece of hair that had fallen in my face.

'It means I want you bad and your bad side turns me on' I raised an eye brow. I leaned up so my face was right in front of his.

'Well you won't be getting me any time soon ok' I turned to walk through the crowd who was now looking at us but I tripped over something and landed on my front. I rolled over to my back and looked around. There was nothing thing that I could of tripped over. Mark rushed over but he tripped as well and that whole cliché moment unravelled. Mark landed on top of me. I smiled weakly at him.

'Are you sure about that?' he said when he locked eyes with me.

'How interesting' I stated

'Very' he replied I had forgotten that we were being watched. Everything seemed to just revolve around us. He leaned in closer and I just led there. His weight hanging lightly on top of me. What was I doing? His weight was getting heavier and I just led there with my hands on my chest, palms facing up. Soon my hands connected with his chest and his lips with mine. He kissed me and, though it wasn't much of a shock, I enjoyed it.

I responded and kissed him back. It was nice. It wasn't forceful, it felt more shy, and it wasn't saying I'm here just for fun, it felt like he wanted it, but I did feel the longing with in the kiss. There was no tongues involved and it was just a really nice, simple make out session. Mark soon left my lips and trail simple light kisses along my jaw line and the down my neck. That's when it hit me that I shouldn't be doing this. I put pressure on his chest pushing off of me.

'Mark you need to stop please' I pleaded. He lifted his head up and he looked down at me. His longish hair now seemed to look sexier and his face seemed to glow. I smiled and he nodded. He sat back and stuck his hand out. I took it reluctantly and he pulled me up. I looked around at every one gaping at us. The only one who wasn't gaping was Bianca and she seemed to be smiling.

I glared at her as I got up off the floor. She was going to be dead later. Julia screamed a giggle and then went serious when I sent a glare her way. She told every one to go back to what they were doing and I was grateful they did. I got my jacket and left. Mark followed me. I got to the top and waited for him to look at me. I smiled and waited for him to say some thing. I knew he was going to apologise but I couldn't let him. I didn't say anything still.

'I'm sorry' he whispered. Ah the famous line perfect.

'Don't bother. Both of us know your not sorry and really nor am I. I loved it and I'd do it again if I didn't know that Bianca put us in that position for a reason.' he looked at me blankly.

'Of course I had to. If I was going to leave here with out you two being nice to each other then it would be a waste of time moving.' I glared at her.

'What? And the only way you were going to get us to be nice to each other is if he kissed me?' she nodded happily.

'Yup' And she trotted back down stairs. I slowly looked at Mark. He was shaking his head at the way that Bianca was acting. I smiled. It was true Bianca was being silly. I was going to get us to talk any way.

I turned and walked away. I couldn't talk to Mark, not yet, I had to think things through. If I was accept I kissed him I had to think what I felt for this guy. Did I like him? Did I have any feeling for him at all? Some thing more than a friend.

I got out side of school with out being seen or called at. I was grateful for that. Life was so confusing I didn't know what to do. What if I did like Mark? What if I didn't? If I did then the school would be going back to normal soon but if it was just hormones then there is no point me being here as I would probably never fall in love with him.

I kept walking. I didn't really know where I was going but still I kept walked. Crossing roads randomly. I guess some one could say I was jaywalking. I kept walking and when I finally bumped into some one and fell to the floor did I snap out of my trance. I shook my head and got up. I looked around to see if any one was around but there wasn't so no one could of could they? I looked around to see where I was and I was shocked to see that I was out side Corner Street restaurant.

I smiled remembering the day I sat there with Mark. I hadn't been in since. I missed everything that went on that night.

'You hungry?' I looked to where the voice was and I was happy to see Mark leaning against a lamp post.

'Well if your offering sure' he smiled and led me in. I followed him to the original table that we had. My memories had to be good if I was smiling at this.

'Hi I'm Claudia and I'll be serving you today what drinks can I set you?' A chirpy voice came. I looked up and I saw her eyes set on Mark. He just smiled and ordered she turned to me with a fake smile slapped on her face and I told her to get me a Diet Coke. She nodded and walked off. Mark and I sat in silence. I didn't know what to say. It was just more awkwardness after another. Claudia came back soon with our drinks and yeah she stayed. She started talking to Mark and I seemed to listen.

'So Mark you free to night? We could go dancing then' She placed her hand on his shoulder 'we could go back to mine if you want' My eyes widened. I couldn't believe it. Mark was getting charmed by this faker. He nodded his head a little bit before I grabbed his hand and said

'Yo lady you know chatting up your customers is against the rules and I'd rather like it if you were to keep your grubby fingers off my guy so ta-ta now have fun and if you started chatting Mark up again I might have to report you' she glared at me before turning on her heal and leaving. I pulled my hand back realising what I had done. Oh god I'm in for it.

Mark didn't say anything he just stared at me. Finally he choked out

'What the hell was that? Over protective much' my eyes widened oh my gosh. Did he just ask what I was doing?

'Speak for yourself.' I muttered.

'What?' he questioned.

'Oh nothing just you going along with that fake twit and agreeing to go back to her place while you love me. I don't exactly think that is appropriate' He looked blankly at me. I thought he was going to agree with me but I didn't know he was going to back fire.

'Well sorry but the fact that you aren't exactly running after me. I cant exactly just wait for some one and then spend the rest of my life with her. I need a life Phoebe and it cant just revolve around you. No matter how much I believe my sister and no matter how much I love you I cant just sit around waiting for you' my bottom jaw dropped. It that how he feels? It was such a guilt trip for me. I didn't know he felt that way.

'I'm sorry I really I am I know I'm holding you back and I know I should of let you go with her but I need your life revolving around me, around us, for just a little bit longer. I'm going through some thing at the moment and I need a little bit longer to sort it out ok then I'll let you know if you can move on or not' Mark looked at me, his face and withdrawn. He smiled

'She wasn't really that pretty any way' I nodded laughing a bit.

'So did ya like the kiss earlier?' he smiled and nodded.

'It was alright' my mouth fell opens again.

'Alright? Alright? It that all you can say?' he nodded 'Cheers I feel loved now' I said turning my head away to hide the amusement in my face.

'Nah it was perfect but it felt like you were teasing me that's all. I felt like you were holding back' I laughed to myself.

'Mate you were the one leading and besides I never have been big on PDA stuff. Doesn't really suit me' he nodded understanding.

'So if we were on the hill or at home you would of... I don't know tongued?' I shrugged

'I don't know you were leading like I said but really why did you kiss me back there' he shrugged.

'I wanted to know what you tasted like'

'And what did I taste like?' he smiled.

'Cherries' I raised my eyes brows.

'Cherries?' I asked he nodded. Wow. I knew I loved cherries and I had had cherries for a snack but I couldn't taste of them could I? Then it made me think back to the kiss and what I tasted of Mark. If he asked me what was I going to say? Nothing really stood out. There was so many flavours and I couldn't tell the one that stood out the most. I tasted chocolate and popcorn, toffee and marsh mellows and it just mixed into one huge flavour.

'And me?' I looked at him and waited. I tried to look like I was thinking. And I was. I didn't know what to say.

'I don't know' I replied. He smiled and leaned in closer. What was he doing? Was he going to kiss me again?

'Lets find out shall we' I felt my self nodding as he placed his lips on mine. I kissed him back wanting more this time. He granted my wish. He pried my mouth open and soon we were tonguing. I guess it was the only way to put it. We fought for ruling position until Mark pulled away. I frowned and look at what he was doing? He shut the curtains giving us privacy.

'What are you doing ?' I asked.

'No tongues while PDAing remember.' I smiled and nodded. I climbed over the table and sat next to Mark. The table would only get in the way and it was so much more comfortable sat next to him as well. Mark turned to me and swooped back in for a kiss. I met him half way but I was knocked back. Mark pulled away once again. I frowned and looked up at him. It felt good for him to be back on top of me. Maybe this is what it feels like when your falling for some one.

'So what flavour?' I smiled.

'I'll say if you place you hand here' I lifted his hand to my side and placed it on the bare skin 'and after this I can go back to yours for a bit' he nodded agreeing with my conditions. I smiled and pulled his head down by his shirt. I lifted my head to his ear and whispered.

'You smell gorgeous and you taste like an endless supply of toffee popcorn' I rested my head back and bit the corner of my lips smiling.

'Good' and he sat up 'Lets order' I grunted and moaned as I sat up and looked at the menu over Marks shoulder. I looked through the menu and when I spotted a meal for two. It contained everything I favoured and I created it any way. I pointed at it and then I said.

'That. We should get that one' he raised an eye brow. He glanced at me and then back at the menu.

'That is so you' he stated. I shrugged. I clambered back over the table and Mark opened the curtains. When Claudia came over I kept my eyes on her not knowing what she was going to do. When she noted everything down she left. I guess she wanted to keep her job.

As we waited I got bored so I leant against the back wall and put my legs on the chair. Mark said and did nothing. I was grateful because I had to really think this through. I met Mark three months ago when he told me he loved me. He had known me 6 months already. Now 9 months down the line he still loves me and we are kissing like a couple. Did I like him? I liked him as a friend but was there more behind it. I looked at him and studied him.

His hair was gorgeous. I loved it. It was at that length where a guy can do what ever style he wants and the colour was just unique. It was dark brown but it had way loads of shades in it. There was even some shades that looked black. Now the hair style was always random but if he wanted bed hair then he could have it. If he wanted a normal thing going on then fine. Mark normally went for bed hair and it suited him so well. His eyes were turquoise and they were just like crystal. They sparkled and if I could stare into them all day I really would.

His face looked like it had been sculpted. His cheek bones were perfect and his nose was perfectly in the centre of his face. His lips were perfect. They matched his skin colour really well. In general you could just say he looked like a god.

I smiled to my self and turned my head away. So I know I think he is a god but most people would think that right? The more I think about it the more I seem to want to kiss him more and for him to hold me and for him to tell me he loves me and some how I wanted to tell him I loved him to. Maybe I did love him. I felt perfect with him there and I'd do anything to keep him safe. Life is more of a shock as it goes on. Falling in love is not easy if you do then be warned it has a lot of thinking involved. I must say when its done it feels great.

Our food came and I sat properly. I accidentally kicked Mark in the shins when I did sit up. I had to apologise quickly. I was so nervous and jumpy I knew Mark would be wondering why. We finished and I was happy. My nervous had calmed down but I was being so clumsy. I knocked over so many glasses and I was constantly dropping my fork. I think by the time we had gotten out of there Mark was getting annoyed with me. I knew the restaurant was.

'You still coming back to mine for a bit' I looked at him as he stood there with his hands in his pockets. I nodded nervously. He smiled and took my hand. He pulled me along the street and kept going till we stopped. In front me was a nice car. Ok that's an understatement. His car being a Mazda RX-7 was perfect. I was speechless. I didn't know what to say. My hands shook at I reached for the door. When it connected with the door handle I relaxed. I opened the door and sat in. Mark shut the door for me and walked around the back to the drivers seat. I put my seat belt on and he started the car.

I didn't really look to where we were going but when we stopped I looked out of the window. I smiled and again was gob smacked to see a really nice cottage sat there with Marks other car sat in the drive. We walked up the pathway and Mark opened the door. I was just amazed at everything. I slipped my shoes of and shrugged my jacket off. Mark took it and hung it over to banister.

I followed him to a door which led into the living room. It was huge and just magnificent. I look around. I saw a three seater couch and an arm chair. In the corner was a couple of bean bags. There were various other things around the room. Generally it looked quite old but I knew it wasn't. The tv look like a 42'' screen and it was HD ready. Mark led me through a door that led in to the kitchen and what I saw was similar to the living room. It looked old but it was new. The sides were marble and the the wooden doors were pine.

There was a work surface in the middle with fruits set in the middle. There were 6 chairs around the edge and it looked like they were used quite often. I sat down. Mark offered me a drink and I took it. The silence was what was killing me. I didn't know what to say and I certainly didn't know how to act. If I did say some thing it normally sound sarcastic or rude and if we weren't talking we were making out. Wells that's what today seemed like any way.

'Do you live here by your self Mark?' I asked. I had noticed that no one had mentioned his parents of family and I certainly hadn't seen them.

'I don't want to talk about it' he said quietly.

'Ok I'm sorry. I didn't mean to you know pry.' he shook his head not looking at me.

'Its ok you don't know any thing about it so I'm cool with it' I smiled but my nervous were getting the better of me again. What should I do? I didn't know how to sit or how to act it just felt way to weird.

I finally got of the chair and walked into the living room. I didn't want to sit on the chairs so I sat on the bean bags. I didn't sit on the chairs. Not because I didn't want to mass them up but because I had never really been a chair person. Mark came in and sat next to me. He stared into thin air and he looked so sad.

'They attacked me. My parents they came home one time when I was young. I was sat there with my aunt reading through my favourite book. Then my mum came in and snatched me up. She pulled me into the back garden. My dad was waiting there and they attacked me like hungry beasts. They scratched my back with the leaf rake and I bashed around with the handles of shovels and forks. My aunt watched it. She couldn't do any thing. She was distraught. I live with my aunt after I healed and then she brought this place for me and my friends a couple of years ago. I live hear and we meet here once a week.' I smiled. He was opening up. That must feel good.

'My past isn't so great either. When I was young, my first house I lived in, my father got drunk a lot. There was a couple of times he just hit me when my mum wasn't watching but one time he picked me up from school and he was drunk. We got home and he chucked me down the stairs to the basement. He locked the door for a week. I was only let out for school. And I was given a plate of food a day. He let me out three days before my mum got back. He said for me to stay in bed and act ill. The fact I was didn't really occur to him. Then about a year later. My dad said he would take me for a weekend holiday but what he really was doing was taking me to well. I heard him muttering and he nearly made it but he turned on me suddenly. He lost control of the car and we crashed. I survived but he died instantly. That's the reason I was so jumpy in the basement 3 months ago was because I am scared of my past.' he did look at me but he pulled me into a hug.

'That's some powerful stuff girl' I knew he was trying to lighten the mood but it didn't really work.

'Mark?' he looked at me and I sat back up straight. 'I was thinking a lot while we were waiting for our food and its weird but studying you helped me realise how I felt about you'

'Oh yeah and how do you feel about me?' I guess he was expecting me to say I hate him but he was so wrong.

'I know your thinking I'm going to say I hate you but the fact is I don't. I am totally in love with you. I couldn't get enough of you if I tried.' he sat up straight and shifted his weight to face me. He smiled and leaned in. He whispered

'I know I can it see in your eyes which I must say are beautiful' I smiled and he kissed me softly on the lips before hugging me.

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Phoebe had gone home as she didn't want to worry her mum. I hope she was alright. It was such a hurtful talk before she said she loved me. I knew it was coming. I could see it in her eyes when we left the restaurant. When I got back home I smiled and got the phone. If any body had to know now it had to be Bianca. Its her fault we kissed in the first place. Three rings and she answered

'Hello?' her questioning voice came.

'Hi Bianca its Mark.' I knew shed be smiling she always did when I phoned she told me.

'Oh hi mark what's up?'

'Nothing everything is perfect'

'Are you getting sarci with me?' she asked. No I thought.

'Oh yeah I'm getting really sarci at you' she laughed and asked.

'So what's gotten you in a really good mood. Nothing at the moment is perfect.' I smiled and thought ah but that's where your wrong.

'Phoebe told me she loved me' I placed the phone at arms length away from the my ear knowing that a high pitch scream was about to go off. Three...Two...One...yup there it goes. I laughed a bit and when she finished I brought the phone closer.

'Oh my god I knew it. I knew it. I knew it. So how did it slip out?' I sat down on the floor and sighed.

'We were talking about our pasts. I told her about my parents and she told me about her dad. Then she told me, when we had lunch, that she had been thinking. I thought that she was going to tell me she was going to hate me but nah. It was the opposite she turned round to me and said, I quote “I am totally in love with you and I couldn't get enough of you if I tried.”' she giggled.

'That's so sweet you know that right' I nodded

'Yeah if you say so' she giggled some more. I wanted to know what was going on.

'B?'

'Hmm'

'Do you have guests that include Lee, Julia and my sister' she didn't really reply but I knew by the silence that she did.'You idiot. I'm on loud speaker aren't I?'

'Uh-huh' I hung up. The idiot. I knew I couldn't really get that mad at her.

Life just seemed to good to get ruined now.

I knew the others would go with Bianca for a bit until life was back to normal and I knew it soon would be. Phoebe couldn't get enough of me. She was reluctant to go home as it was but I know in time to come there will be many more things ahead of us all and if it put our love to the test then fine. If my sister has more dreams I should really listen to her more often.

A/N Disclaimer... I don't own...

1. Diet Coke (A-mazing)

2. Marsh mellows (lush)

3. HD ready TV's

4. Mazda RX-7 (fantasmastic cars)

5. Ben and Jerry's cookie dough ice cream (ITS AMAZING!!)

I did come up with this Idea my self. Its 16 pages long so if you want me to do it as a two parter then fine. Its meant to be a one shot any how. Its taken me over a week to write it actually its taken me nearly two weeks to right this up and I feel really proud of it. Please tell me if some thing doesn't add up and if there is some thing you don't understand please tell me.