Chapter2

"Prosper? Wake up Prosper, are you alright?" Opening his eyes, Prosper saw Bo's nervous eyes looking down at him. "It's 10:15," Bo continued anxiously, "you've never slept in this late."

Sitting up quickly, Prosper looked around the room. Was last night a… a dream? No, it couldn't have been, because it seemed he only had one dream nowadays. Last night was not a dream.

"Are you sick?" Bo pestered him with questions.

"No, I'm fine." Prosper said harsher then he meant to, but he was trying to remember the girls name. Rachel… Rebecca…

"Hey, you're up!" Hornet exclaimed happily, walking into the room with a cup of tea in her hands, "Ida made this for you when she heard you were sick."

"I'm not sick!" Prosper said irritably. Ri…Ri… Rio! That was her name, Rio. Prosper looked up at Rio, who looked taken aback by Prosper. Her long brown hair was tied into its two usual braids, but her brown eyes had suddenly lost their sparkle.

"Hey, I'm sorry," he said in a softer tone, taking a step towards Hornet. She suddenly scowled at him, shoving the cup of tea towards him. Some spilled over the edge and the scalding liquid landed on his foot. Hornet saw, but she didn't apologize and turned sharply on her heel.

"Hornet…" Prosper called after her, but he didn't follow. Sadly turning around, he suddenly remembered Bo standing behind him. His blonde locks were falling in front of his sad eyes.

"Why were you on the roof this morning?" he asked quietly, almost as if he were afraid to even be bringing it up.

Prosper sucked in his breath. "I thought you were asleep!" Bo just bit his bottom lip. "Don't tell Ida, Bo," Prosper begged, "Don't tell Ida or Hornet. Please keep it a secret, a secret just between us. Brothers keep each other's secrets, right?"

Bo nodded with a disappointed expression on his face. "Brother's keep secrets." He muttered before sulking out of the room. Prosper tried not to let out a groan; what was wrong with everyone today? Or more importantly, what was wrong with him?

Walking to Hornet's room, he lightly knocked on her door before entering. She was sitting on her bed reading Of Mice and Men, a book she had read to Prosper when they were still thieves. Prosper smiled at the memory.

"What?" Hornet heaved a sigh.

"Look, I'm sorry I snapped at you this morning." He apologized, "I guess I'm getting sick."

Hornet snapped her book shut. "Don't even start with that," she hissed, "you haven't been yourself for almost two weeks. I'm not going to ignore it anymore and let you treat me like dirt."

Prosper opened his mouth to silence. He didn't know what to say.

"Where have you gone?" she asked him softly.

"What? Hornet, I'm right here." He tried not to show signs of how stupid he thought her question was.

"I'm not talking about you," she glared, "I'm talking about the old Prosper." Prosper stayed silent, still not sure what to say. "Just get out of my room Prosper." Hornet finished bitterly. She turned back to her book to show the conversation really was over.

Clenching his jaw, Prosper stormed out of the room. Running down the stairs, he placed his tea on the table by the front door. Just as he opened the door, and tiny voice behind him squeaked, "Where are you going?"

"I'm just going out Bo, okay?" He was breathing hard, and it took him a moment to realize how cruel he had said those words. Turning around to apologize, he realized Bo was gone.

Prosper's throat was suddenly tight. What was happening to him? Shaking his head, he left the house. He had to get out of there. He had to get away from Hornet, Bo, Ida… He had to find Rio.

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