Well, here's chapter two.
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Rachel Black's POV
I hadn't been to Port Nicene in years. It seemed that nothing had changed though. The Polto Hotel (the one we were staying in), the trees, even the picnic benches were in the same place and looked exactly as it did that night. The night I left.
I used to live here. Until I was six. I remember everything about that town. It's branded on my brain. It all is, the houses, the businesses, the forests.
"Rachel," Kathy Davis said, bringing me out of my thoughts. "You were right. It is a pretty town."
"Yeah, it is," I said.
"Have you been here since your sister…well your sister, erh-" she started.
"You can say murdered, Kathy, I know you want to," I said wearily.
"Well, yeah. Have you?"
"No."
"Yeah, I suppose I wouldn't want to come back either. Too many bad memories, I suppose."
I nodded and she went away. I didn't really agree with her, actually. I was six when I left this place, and I remember the town quite clearly, but that seems to be the only thing I remember. I don't remember our house, or my bedroom, or even my sister. Those things I just don't recall, no matter how hard I try.
Thalia came up to me. "You're my roommate."
"Awesome," I said.
"And we're on the top floor."
"I thought you were afraid of heights."
"Well, as long as I'm not staring out of the window, I'll be okay."
"Okay."
We walked to the elevator, and Ginny Weasley and Hermione Granger went in after us.
"You guys on the top floor, too?" Ginny asked.
"Yeah," I said. Ginny pressed the button.
"Some people aren't, because we had to get about twelve hundred rooms because there's so many of us," Thalia said.
"What room are you guys in?" Hermione asked.
"922," Thalia answered.
"We're in 924," Ginny said.
"Great, we'll be close by," I said.
"Yeah," Ginny said. "Though you won't see Hermione. She has to study."
"Hermione!" Thalia and I said together.
"We still have school after this week is over, you know," Hermione said. I just shook my head. The elevator door opened we exited. We hunted for our rooms. They were all the way at the hallway. Odds were on one side and evens were on the other, so it turned out our rooms were adjacent to each other. The rooms were pretty good size, and they were cheap too, so I'd like to see how big the expensive rooms were. When we got into the room, my phone vibrated.
Kathy: Hi!
Rachel: Hey.
Kathy: I rented out the dance floor in this hotel for tonight.
Rachel: You did?! How much did you spend?
Kathy: Don't worry about that. Just show up tonight at sevenish.
Rachel: Ok…
Kathy: Cya then!
Rachel: Cya.
"Kathy rented out the dance floor," I said to Thalia.
"Seriously?" She asked.
"Yeah. She says we should be there at about seven."
"How many thousands of dollars did that cost?"
"I don't know. She told me not to worry about it and I'm not going to worry about it."
Thalia smiled. "Yeah, you're probably right."
"Well, what do you want to do until seven?"
"I don't know. We could roam the town. I haven't been here for a long time."
"Yeah, same here. All right, let's go."
