1-Hello Again

Three girls sat in the dorm room talking to one another. Heather was sitting on her bed, contemplating over the question. Lindsay was sitting beside her, pulling the best puppy dog eyes she could , Courtney was sitting at her desk. She had changed drastically in the yer that she had been at the Tracking Academy. For instance, she now was wearing the required uniforms for girls; Red boob halter neck top and camouflage green short shorts. Her attitude was still the same, bossy and controlling but friendly. Heather and Courtney were best friends, had bee since Courtney's first week.

"It'll be fun." Lindsay whined, begging the two girls to come with her. The brunette swiveled round in her chair to face the two.

"I'm up for it." She smiled, removing the frames from her eye's. She had had her head buried in one of her many textbooks.

"You two go without me, I've got things to do." Heather said, getting up from her bed and fetching her laundry pile. Heather didn't do her own laundry, in case you were wondering. She has one of the younger students do it for her. As if Heather would do something like her own laundry.

"Maybe I should stay and do some more work." Courtney told hem, turning back to her open book on the desk. The Asian girl dropped her basket and slammed the book shut.

"All you do is work, go have fun." She said it as if it was an order.

"Come on." Lindsay cried, grabbing Courtney's hand and dragging her towards the door. Lindsay wasn't a tracker, but she was friends with Courtney, and on occasion's Heather, too.

"Are you coming or not?" Taylor shouted up the stairs. Her cousin was being a pain and purposely making her late for the mall.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." Duncan yelled back, causing Taylor to roll her eyes. Geoff grinned at his best mate as he came down the stairs, dragging his feet as he went.

"Don't be all sulky." He teased.

"Oh yeah. Endless hours of watching girls trying on clothes, carrying their bags as they shopfor more, how could I be so sulky?" Duncan replied, sarcastically, adding his own eye roll to the end as he skipped the last step.

"Come one." Ellie whined. "Or all the good clothes will be gone.

"And what a shame that will be."

"We know!" Bridgette cried. "So, let's go!"

Ellie stopped dead in her tracks. She sniffed the air once with her nose, being a werewolf she could recognize certain smells anywhere.

"There's a tracker here." She whisper-hissed to her friends.

"We're in the city, of course there'll be Tracker's." Leah told her, as if i wasn't obvious enough. She flipped her red hair behind her shoulder and started walking again. Trent, however, sniffed the air just like Ellie had done.

"I'd know that smell anywhere, don;t you recognize it, Ellie?" He asked, turning to the younger wolf. She took another sniff of the air and then turned, confused, to Trent.

"Should I?" She asked. Trent shook his head.

"I guess not."

The group continued walking, looking through shops, grabbing all the bargains. At least the girls were having fun. They decided to take a break. The teen's took a seat outside their favorite cafe in the town center. But, it didn't take long for the girls to notice a jewelry sale going on right across the street. Bridgette, Taylor, Gwen, Leah and Ellie made a mad dash for the stall, checking out all the cute accessories.

Bridgette saw a n amazing pair of earrings, she stuck her hand out to grab them, but another girl grabbed them at the same time.

"Oh, sorry." The two girls said at the same time, releasing the jewelry. Bridgette looked up at the girl and squealed in delight.

"Lindsay." She beamed, pulling her old friend into a hug.

"Oh my gosh, BRENDA!" Lindsay cried, tightening the hug. Bridgette didn't even care that Lindsay had gotten her name wrong, she was just happy to see her old friend again.

"Linds, what do you think of..." Courtney trailed off as she looked up at Lindsay. An awkward silence fell over the group, they all stood staring at each other. None knowing what to say.

"Well, this is bad." Lindsay said, pointing out the obvious.

"Bad doesn't describe it." Courtney commented.

"Come on, girls." Leah butted in. "We don't need to shop where the sluts do." The redhead and Taylor walked away, Ellie following behind. Courtney scoffed at Leah. 'She doesn't understand', the former sorcerer told herself mentally.

"It was nice seeing you again, Lindsay." Bridgette said, not taking her eyes off her ex-best friend. She might have said Lindsay, but she meant Courtney. "Bye." She trailed after the other girls with Gwen, who had been shaking her head.

"She's working with you-know-who!" Lindsay explained to he group.

"VOLDEMORT!" Taylor screamed, jumping to her feet, half-scared, half-excited.

"Really, Taylor? Voldemort?" Trent said, looking up at the Vampire. Taylor lowered herself back into her seat.

"Continue." She whispered.

"She's working with Heather, I'm trying to keep an eye on her to make sure she doesn't do anything stupid."

"That is probably one of the smartest ideas Lindsay has ever had. WHY DIDN'T WE THINK OF THAT?" Geoff yelled in hushed tones.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Gwen asked.

"I didn't think you guys would understand." Lindsay admitted, sheepishly.

"It's okay, we're not mad, we're not upset." Bridgette told her, placing a happy arm around her shoulders.

"Duncan's upset." Leah piped up, she always had to get her two cents worth. "That's why he's not here, he knew we'd be discussing her."

A/N: You wanted a sequel, so you got a sequel. EEEEEEEEEE! I am super happy :)

So, what do you think?Good way to kick of a new story?

James5 gave me a good idea. However, 1) I already had a plot for this and 2) I don't know what fruit basket is. But, I did like the idea as a whole.

Thanks for reading, please review

Love, ChloeRhiannonX