"This is the Tickles. Mom, dad, Kat, Lily," Tara said over the summer. The parents, Ben, and John were there. The parents went off to talk, I bet about Tara and Ben. Tara's best friend from the academy, Katrina Karamakov was spending the summer with the Websters. The three dancers went off to hang out. I was left alone with him.

Close to sunset I sat on the hill of both Tara's and my property. It was just on the border line. I felt a figure sit next to me. I tried to ignore it. "I hear you love to dance," the voice said. I turn to see John. "Yes I do. I love dancing so much," I said to him. "Well, I love to dance, too. My favorite sport. You're very beautiful," he told me. I smiled at him. "You're also handsome," I complimented him. The sunset looked wonderful. John pulled me close. His lips found mine. We started kissing, laying on the grass.

"Jonathan, where are you? We are getting ready to leave," Ben screamed for John. We broke apart. "Coming, just watching the sunset with Lily," John called out. John helped me up to feet. "Remember me and this," he requested. "I will," I promised him. He pressed his lips against mine for the last time. We walked back inside. He left, it was the last time I saw him.

*End of Flashback*

I can read in John's eyes that he remembers too. "I remember the sunset!" John protests for himself. I nod in agreement. "Sure kiddo, that's why you won't shut up about her," Ben teases John. I'm blushing a deep pink. I see that John's cheeks are red with embarrassment. The older dancers laugh at us. "How 'bout you two kids go find some more first years," Christian suggests. We both nod. "Thank you," I mouth to him. John and I run off down the hallway.

John takes my hand in his. It feels so natural. "I can't believe I know someone here," I say for joy. He picks me up and spins me. We both start laughing. He puts me down, making me hit someone. I look to see I hit the evil Abigail Armstrong. "I'm so sorry. I will never touch you again," I promise all scared. I see fear in John's eyes. "I smell Tickle," she says looking at us. John raises his hand. "Yes, Ben is my brother," he admits. "Yeah I'm Lily, Tara's neighbor," I tell her. "Get out my way, love birds," she snarls at us.

We continue down the hallway holding hands. A few kids that look fifteen are looking through a classroom window. I expect Ethan Karamakov teaching a new person a solo. In the classroom is Ollie something. He dated Samuel Lieberman, who died last year. I cried when I found out Sammy died. "Hey, I know who that is, it's Ollie," I tell the students watching. "Are you a second year?" the girl with brown eyes and red hair asks. She's wearing jazz pants and a belly shirt. "No, I'm a first year. Tara Webster is like my sister, so I know everyone," I laugh. "Benjamin Tickle is my older brother," John tells them.

We stay with the other first years and chat. The girl with the red hair is Nicole Denude. The other girl is Taylor Goodhearted, she has sea green eyes and light brown hair. One of the guys is Todd Slaked, with his blond hair and blue eyes. The other guy is Ryan Caricature, he has brown eyes and black hair. We have dinner as a group.

As curfew approaches, we decide to split off. Girl go with each other and guys going the other way. Taylor, Nicole, and I continue talking. "Are you dating John?" Taylor asks interested in my love life. "Well, it's been since summer since I've seen him. We did kiss over the summer during the sunset," I inform us. "Well, I think Ryan is so cute," Nicole gushes about. We look at Taylor, wanting to know who she likes. "I have a big crush on Todd," she confesses. We get to their room.

I head to my room by myself. I approach my room. I expect my roommate to already be in there. I open the door and enter. I hear the shower on. I put my bag on the clean bed. I hear the shower turn off. Out comes John in a towel and nothing else. "They must have messed up!" we say at the same time. He walks up to me. He presses his lips to mine. We spend a minute kissing. "Let's not tell them," John requests. I nod, my head is swimming from the kiss.

I get into my pajamas after my shower. I feel tired from the long, eventful day. I curl up in my blankets. "Good night, beautiful," John wishes me. He comes over and kisses me good night. Last thing I see is his face.

*Dream*

I'm back at the orphanage in the United States for where I was born. I see my twin brother only twenty meters in front of me. "Leo!" I call to him. He waves at me. A bag goes over his head. I chase after them.

A bag goes over my head. I end up tied up next to my brother in a basement. Two men come up to us. "So little dancer, I want to play a game," one of the men say. I feel something hit the back of my head. I fall to the ground.

The other guy walks up to my brother. He takes out a shiny, black gun. I hear the gunshot, the ringing in my ear. "Noooo!" I scream. Add many O's. My brother's blood is on my hands. I hold him in my arms. My brother is dead, just like in real life. The first man walks up to me. "Any last words?" the man asks.

*End of Dream*

I wake up. My eyes shoot open. Tears stream down my cheeks. My throat hurts, so I must have been screaming. I can't help but tremble. "Shhh, its okay," John whispers in my ear. He is in my bed holding me.

I explain my dream to him. I admit to everything. My horrible past. He continues to hold me in his arms. He pulls me in for a kiss. We lay on my bed kissing. He makes me feel comforted. Forget about my nightmare.

"The screaming came from here," Ben says storming into our room. Tara and Ben stand in the doorway. We can't hind from this. They already see us.

Oh crap!