Just to let you know, you have to read rangers and the real world: my story before you read this. It won't make any sense otherwise.

I stared out my window. Boring old life. Yippee. So much had happened in that last June. Halt and everyone had come. We kicked butt. Then they left. We'd had such good times.

I missed them so much. I felt like they were the only people I trusted now, besides my family. I don't have any friends, the teachers at school hated me, but not anymore because summer break started a month ago and I wouldn't have to worry about them.

I picked up my sketch pad. I had been always been into drawing, but I was really in to it now because the art show was coming up, at the art museum downtown.

I was planning on doing something with the topic of nature, like a beautiful scene, but so far nothing was coming to me. I needed inspiration. I looked out the window up at the sky.

I saw a cloud shaped like a girl's face. The girl had long hair down her back. Alyss. that's what the cloud looked like.

I head downstairs, passing my dad's room. I saw a tube with purple chemicals and one with green chemicals next to it. Crowley.

I switched on the TV. A man appeared, saying something about the weather. His hair was the color of salt and pepper. Halt.

I ran downstairs, and opened a drawer to get my painting kit. A spoon and a fork. One on top of the other, as if they were battling. Horace. Gilan.

The memories haunted me throughout the rest of the day. Memories of my friends who are never to return. Oh, I missed them so much it hurt.

I went to bed that night, and woke up around 2:00 am. I was dreaming that me and Evanlyn were trying to see who was better with a sling shot, and then Will tried to teach me archery.

My stomach clenched. Tears filled my eyes. I wished so much that I could see everyone. Just once. They were all great friends, each unique in their own way. I looked out my window. I saw it.

Down, on a patch of grass right next to the mail box, was a portal. Green. Swirling. I realized many things at that moment.

It was the same portal that brought everyone to my world. This portal was leading into Araluen. And, lastly, I was going to Araluen.

And I realized this all in one moment. Wait, what would my parents think? They probably think I was kidnapped and call the police.

But I missed everyone more than I was afraid of getting in trouble. I threw on my robe, and took small, silent steps. The stairs creaked. I winced at every step that groaned.

I made it out the door. Then, I checked what I had. In my robe pocket, my paint brush and paints. It was all I had, and I never went anywhere without them. I walked toward the portal.

I looked down at it. Then up at my house. I waved one small hand at my house, and then I jumped into the hole.

My last thought was, this should turn out to be quite the adventure.

Such a cliffhanger. I hope you like this chapter. This story might be a bit long. Probably longer than my other stories. REVIEW!