Chapter 2

"What's wrong with you Peter you seem to be on a different planet," Asked the woman walking in with large cups of coffee in hand. She quickly blew her short blond hair from her face.

"It's my sister." Peter said turning his chair around to face her. The woman seemed to be exhausted, her blue eyes fell upon Peter's saddened, and distressed face.

"Why, what's wrong, with Anne?" The woman said sitting down worriedly as she saw her dismal friend.

"She was in a car accident two weeks ago, and she passed away." The woman held her breath as she heard the news, "But they decide to inform me two weeks later." Peter bit his lip angrily, at the idea that he was never informed. He was saddened that he wasn't able to be at the funeral of his own sister, but what really had pulled his heart strings was the fact that he wasn't there for his neice.

"How about their daughter?" She asked concerned.

"She's here." Peter said standing up pushing his chair forcefully, and turning to the window behind him.

"She is."

"Yeah you should of seen her face Sophie. She used to be so full of life, always laughing, talking, making people laugh. Now she was quiet, angry, and pale. I don't know what to do?" he said rubbing his forhead.

"Well maybe she should come here, get involved into some activities to take her minds off of things." Sophie said trying to help.

"That's the plan, but I don't think I am going to enroll her anytime soon." Peter said trying to calm down, he sat down and tried to relax, trying to ignore the piercing sadness that nudged him in the chest. But just seeing the mess on his desk, hearing the noises of teenagers running around got him even more agitated.

"I dont understand..." Sophie said trying to break the uncomfortable silence, "She didn't have any other family?"

"You don't understand even if she did I still would have taken her in. I am the only thing she has left, I have been there for her since she was a little girl since she was born, no one else. Thats why her parents put it in their will that if anything were to happened to them, that I would become her guardian." Even as Peter spoke he had trouble believing the words coming out of his own mouth.

"Pete, just enroll her, if you say she is the person she was, she will just need a little time in a new place to get her mind off of things. It would be good for her to make friends, involve herself in school work." Sophie said.

Peter started to agree with Sophie, "You're right she was always good in school, A's and B's, honor roll, sports. She just needs some time here and she will be the same." But Peter wasn't exactly sure he even believed himself.

~*~

"Hey do any of you know a Shay?" Scott said storming into the cabin.

"No, why?" asked the young handsome hispanic boy, Auggie; sitting on the bed tossing a basketball up in the air without a care in the world.

"What about you Ezra?" Scott said slightly punching, the boy sitting behind the desk with his head down, his curly black hair almost covering his extremely pale face as he read the book on the desk.

"No way man." He said not even paying attention.

"Who is Shay?" The boy on the bed said turning to Scott, tossing him the ball.

"I don't know, I was in the hall earlier when I saw her and Pete. They seemed to know eachother." This even caught the attention of the mysterious Ezra as he turned to Scott. "She looked really, really depressed..."

"Well then she fits in here perfectly well." Ezra said, in which him and Auggie laughed.

"But the thing is she was really beautiful." Scott paused unable to get the girl's face off of his mind. "I don't think she is one of us guys, I think she used to be a happy-go-lucky gal. But something happened to her making her the way she is now."

"Then she still definitely belongs here." Auggie said, in which him and Ezra laughed even harder. "So what's the deal, Scott? Are you crushing on her?" Auggie said with a joking smile on his face.

But seeing the way they had responded, Scott wanted to keep his feelings to himself.

"Yeah, but what happened to you and Shelby?" Ezra said in a sly voice.

"It is a long story, but Shelby got an internship with the FBI; she always spoke of being a criminal hunter."

"Ahh, yes the we are better off as friends syndrome." Ezra said, reading into Scott's vague statement.

Scott stood up and walked over to the window. His heart pounded, he felt an undeniable urge to run off to find her. There was one question that lingered, but looking at his friends he tightly kept it to himself that he so urgently needed to ask someone;

"Did they believe in love at first sight?"