This is officially Aftershock II! Yay! Yep ok uh huh alright. It's supposed to be called 'a wish in the sky'.

The sky was grey. It was so-called nice. Rollan realized that Abeke was too optimistic about things like this. She said the sky was nice and at least there was no rain. Either that or Rollan isn't optimistic enough. He wouldn't blame himself. He's been down ever since Meilin stopped talking to him. Girls these days. Idiots. Complete disgusting idiots.

Rollan liked Meilin. That was a true fact that nobody could ignore. He couldn't ignore it. Their friends couldn't ignore it. Meilin couldn't ignore it.

Or can she…

It's been four months since Abeke and Conor have been rescued and there wasn't anything interesting going on. Not that Rollan would like it if they'd been captured again; Rollan just wanted some type of mission instead of sitting down and playing hide-and-seek with Essix all day.

Essix always won…

"Meilin," called Rollan as he ran up to her.

"What. Spit it."

"Wow, looks like you're in a good mood today. You actually talked to me. Amazing. Just amazing," said Rollan sarcastically.

Meilin rolled her eyes and started to walk away.

"Go away from me. Bad things happen when you're near me," she said, in a harsh tone. "And, just to get this straight, I- I don't like you."

Rollan turned and ran away.

And he didn't even look back.

-Skip time-

Meilin definitely had a problem. What was she thinking? I have feelings, too. Amazing, right?

Rollan actually considered it. What if the others didn't know he had feelings? That was possible. After all, he was always good at hiding things. If he was sad, nobody knew. Nobody could tell because he was so good at hiding. But is hiding good? Should he hide? Would anyone care if he didn't hide himself? He worked so hard, for so long, to build that mask that lasted forever and ever. He would use it all the time. He couldn't waste what he had done in the past. He would use it; in the present, and the future. It was too hard to take that mask off. What if he did manage to take it off? What would others think of him? Would they like him or would they hate him? Better safe than sorry. He wasn't as honest as Conor. He wasn't as calm as Abeke. He wasn't completely fearless like Meilin. He just wasn't that type of person.

Rollan headed for supper. There was nothing else he could do.

"Rollan!" said a voice as he walked down the hallway. He turned to see a messenger Greencloak. "I have a letter from your mother."

Rollan took the letter and started reading.

Dear Rollan,

As I am writing this letter, your father is somewhere wandering in Amaya. I have heard news of this from a friend that has heard it from a tribe up north. I want you to do something, if possible. Will you come with me to find him? If not, I will find him myself. I want you to come with me. Please.

Love,

Your mother.

Rollan thought about it. It would be better if he did. His mother wanted him to and plus, Meilin was mad at him for some reason.

Your father, the letter had said. He laughed a little. His father! He didn't believe it but… if it were true… he would have a father! A father and a mother!

"I'll go! I'll definitely go!" he said, after a while.

This was great news. This was one of the best news ever. He had a father. He couldn't believe he had a father.

He was going to Amaya.

To see his mother.

To find his father.

He was going back to Amaya.

Boring chapter. (Kinda) The story is way more interesting. I'll update as soon as I can, but, it's hard because of school and everything. But, so far, I update pretty often, but idk about the future.

~Alicio