Im so sorry! something happened to my computer, and made it say the same thing 3 times! Whats worse is that when I tried to fix it, my new chapter was gone! So now I'm rewriting it. it wont be exactly the same as it was before, but I'll try my best! And I promise I'll do better in the future!

Jeanettes POV

I moaned. Why did my head hurt so much? What happened?

Without opening my eyes, I tried to remember.

There was a boy a heck lot bigger than me, he accused me of being 'Simon Seville.' A flash of blue, then nothing.

Suddenly, more aware of my surroundings, I wondered where I was. It was pointless opening my eyes because my glasses were knocked off.

But what I felt was a pair of strong, gentle arms, carrying me up what sounded like stairs.

I felt whatever it was lie me down on what felt like a bed. Oh it felt so good against my aching body.

I needed to get a better clue to where I was, so I opened my eyes, and all I saw was a jumble of colors.

I tried to sit up, but a gentle hand held me down and said, "Dont get up yet." The tone of voice told me that it was probably a boy.

My head told me to scream, but something about this person made me think otherwise.

Nevertheless, I didnt know where I was, or what I was doing here.

"Who are you? Where am I?" I asked. The voice didnt answer, but started checking my injuries.

I needed a better picture to where I was, so I started squinting at him, but it was no use.

He must have noticed because then he said, "Whats wrong with your eyes?"

"You wouldnt happened to know where my glasses are, would you?"

The boy shifted, and held something out to me.

I reached out, and felt broken glass in his hand.

"I'm sorry," he said. "I found them on the ground close to where Nathan was beating you."

The boy shifted again.

"But these will have to do for now. They're not pink, but you'll be able to see."

I took the glasses from his hand, and put them on. Everything was so clear!

I looked up at the boy's face, and stared. He had the same glasses that I had, only his were black. But what caught my attention, were the color of his eyes. They were the beautiful blue color of the sky on a sunny day. I would wear it every day if it were possible to make cloth that texture. But no one ever would.

Sorry again for screwing up. I tried to remeber as much as I could. Please review and tell me how I did.