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A/N; I am SOOOOOOO SOORRRYYYY I didn't post this when I said I would! However, I have an excuse, so please don't kill me!

Friday: I meant to publish that night after school, but then… I spent all night at tryouts for the school musical….

Saturday: Spent all day at musical tryouts, it's a LOOOONNNNNGGGGG process…..

Sunday: Church-stuff, then I checked the musical cast-list, and discovered that, after 2 days of trying out for said musical, I didn't make it in, and spent my evening in depression.

Monday: I was feeling better, and ready to publish when, lo-and-behold, I discovered that my computer crashed, AGAIN! Seriously, my computer, it would seem, is a piece of shit.

Now, a week after deadline I set myself…. My compter is fixed, for now….

I'm still trying to get over the shock of all the positive feedback I got on my story Scars. 182 reviews, and counting! And almost all of them were positive, so, I am quite proud to present the sequel, Burned.

Enjoy the Prologue:

Flynn walked down the streets, following closely behind his sister, Cece, and her boyfriend, Ty. The two of them were supposed to be babysitting him, but instead…

"Come on!" Cece giggled, running towards the park, pulling Ty along with her. He stopped suddenly, and tugged on her arm, spinning her to face him, the momentum stopping her inches from him. She looked up at him, and he leaned down to kiss her.

"Ewwwww!" Flynn screamed, covering his eyes.

Ty and Cece laughed, holding hands.

"Seriously, though! You two are supposed to be supervising me, not making out with each other!"

Ty shrugged, and Flynn looked disgusted.

However, Flynn was secretly very happy about the whole Cece/Ty relationship. After seeing his sister go through so much with their father, it was nice to see her so carefree and happy.

Sure, she always seems that way. But when it's just her, trying to read her textbook, as her dyslexia acts up, her façade begins to crumble. Gone is the confident, lighthearted girl everyone thinks she is, replaced by a girl sinking deep into depression and insecurities.

But since Ty, she hasn't. He makes her feel deserving and beautiful, which she cherished, after living with her father constantly talking about how ugly, worthless, and unwanted he thought she was. He had helped her put the abuse behind her, helped her, and Flynn himself, move on, and put it behind them.

Flynn was, perhaps, the only person who knew how much their father's abuse had affected Cece. Her self-reliance had helped her to survive through those two years of abuse, and she was selfish, because her dad had showed her that helping people led to pain, when he stabbed her for protecting her brother.

He stopped in his tracks, looking at Cece sitting on a swing, demanding playfully that Ty give her a push. Flynn smiled to himself. Cece was happy, and so was Flynn. He hoped that this happiness for the two of them would never leave.

But soon, it would.

Rocky sat in her apartment, smiling for the first time in days. Why? Because she was thinking of Deuce. Whenever she was with him, she felt lighter than air, like she was flying.

Was she falling for Deuce? No, she couldn't be, could she? However, he still didn't know about Danny. She had told him that they had broken up after he had gotten arrested, because of his arrest. She said nothing about what he had been arrested for, nor how it had affected her.

A knock on the door snapped her out of her reverie, "Come in!" she yelled.

The door opened to reveal a tall, thin, beautiful woman. She had the look of someone who had spent the day at the beach, with her evenly tanned skin and sun-bleached blond hair. She looked to be about 40, with wrinkles around her eyes and lips, the kind of wrinkles that form through smiling.

"Hello," the woman said, "I'm Anna-Maria Gardella. Danny's mother." Rocky stiffened, eyes wide.

"Oh. Hi, Mrs. Gardella. Nice to meet you." Rocky managed politely.

"Call me Anna, Mrs. Gardella makes me feel old, and I haven't gone by 'Mrs.' since my husband and I got divorced."

Rocky nodded stiffly.

"I just wanted to let you know how sorry I am," she apologized hysterically, "I had no idea he was like that, and I wish I'd been able to stop him, and then three of his ex-girlfriends showed up to testify for the trial, and he abused them, too. And you're such a strong girl, none of the other three were brave enough to tell anyone. And-" She ended her distraught ramblings as she burst into violent sobs, and before Rocky realized what was going on, they were hugging and crying on each other's shoulders.

So, there's the prologue… What do you think? Review? Thanks for all the support with Scars, let's hope Burned lives up to your expectations…

I'll try to put more Rocky/Deuce in this story, because there was a distinct lack of it in Scars.

Gary/Georgia or not? YOU decide!

Updates will be sporadic, I have school/homework/dance/piano pretty much daily.