A/N: Ok! So! Another fanfiction! I dunno how long its gonna be, but I think I'll make this one short. Besides, I have the whole story written down beside me, as I got bored in the middle of science! TeeHee! Anywayzies enjoy and feedback is wanted!

Skylox: Dragged Away.

Ty's PoV:

Great. Another freezing night in the Team Crafted house. I sat upright in my bed, swathed in 5 blankets and my quilt, and cursed myself for being such a baby. I mean, Come on, Ty! No one can get this cold! Well, either way, I'd have to deal with. I couldn't go to Adam- No way- I'd crawled into his bed enough lately. He's probably tired of me! (A/N: Ty and Adam's status is "in love" but they don't go out. They've kissed already but they don't wanna go out in case the hater blockers Mitch and Jerome gave them don't work ;).)

Well, stop complaining, myself. Just go to bed already. And with that, I fell into a dreamless sleep.

The next morning I awoke to the sound of ringing. I figured it wasn't my alarm, as after my brain booted into action, it told me it was Saturday. Looking around for the source of the sound, (My head immediately started singing Sound of the Underground, before I told it to shut up,) I saw my phone across the other side of the room. What if I'm not gonna go get you, hmm? I thought, but I stretched and got myself out of bed. Plodding towards the phone, I checked the number, and the smile or any trace of happiness flooded from me. The number and title on the phone read:

Dad.

Should I pick it up? What would he say? What was he calling me for? I had refused to speak to him ever since I left! Well, there had to be a good reason for this.

So I picked up the phone and answered it.

Adam's PoV (Finally!):

I awoke from my slumber, and arose out of my bed, I thought, speaking in an over dramatic voice, just for the hell of it. Then afterwards, I tried to make it sound as simple and boring as possible. I woke up and got out of the bed. Ha, well, now my brain had mentally woke up, I thought, let's go!

I whizzed though my morning routine, showering, dressing, cooking breakfast for everybody and waking them up. First Ian, then Quentin, Mitch and Jerome (In the same room as usual) and finally Jason. Then I walked down the corridor to Ty's room.

"Ty!" I called. "Breakfast is ready!"

No answer.

"It's pancakes! Your favourite!" And at that the door burst open and out came Ty. He was dressed in his favourite grey-ish black skinny jeans and a white shirt with black lining. I recognized the outfit immediately; it was Ty's Minecraft skin.

"You got your Derp Face on with that, eh?" I said. It was one of our jokes, and though it was old, it made him laugh every time.

Not this time.

"No. No, I haven't." He mumbled. And stormed past me, into the bathroom.

"What's up, Ty?" I asked. He was beginning to freak me out.

There was no answer for a while but I heard him in the shower and brushing his teeth. After a while he came out of the bathroom, rolling concealer (A/N: Is that what it's called?) over his tired eyes.

"Come on man, what's wrong? I can tell something's bothering you!"

"Nothing! No- Yes! Nothing's wrong! I- I..." He said this all in a jumbled mess, until the last bit where I could hear him trying to say something, but the tears came rolling down his pale skin.

"I have to go back to them." He whimpered.

A/N: I think this will end up being 3 chapters or something. Well, reviews please? I fan, I fan, I fan, I fan! :3