"O my god!" Tiffany said mouth down to the floor. That's how everyone's reaction was when I walked in, including Vince.

"Hey, Martha," He said totally checking me out.

"Hey Vince," I said nervously tugging my hair behind my ear.

"So, you look incredibly hot right now," he said unable to contain himself.

"Thanks," I said letting out a small giggle.

"So want to see what's upstairs?" he asked.

"Sure," I said up for it.

We went into this large bedroom. Tiffany lived in another historical mansion like I did.

Then Vince started kissing me. I couldn't believe it, if my dad saw him kissing me, after him practically ignoring me forever, he would go ballistic.

"What are you doing Vince," I asked pushing him away.

"Kissing you, it's what you wanted," Vince said.

"But, you wouldn't give it to me unless I prettied myself up," I yelled.

"I know, no one want to kiss someone with a book in her face half the time," Vince said half insulting me.

"Well, no one wants to kiss a guy, with a door in his face either," I said.

"What are you talking about?" Vince asked. Then I forced him out of the room, and slammed the door in his face in anger.

"Come on Martha don't be like that!" he screamed through the door, but I hardly noticed. I was so mad, half because I figured out what my dad was saying, half because Vince is a jerk, I am so over him.

So I called my daddy.

"Daddy, can you come and get me," I said half crying.

"What's wrong sweetie," My father asked suddenly alarmed. I probably disturbed his peaceful reading in his study.

"You were right, I don't want them to accept me for something I am not," I said half crying.

"What happened?" he asked.

"Vince tried to make out with me," I confessed.

"He did what?" he said half shouting, I had to pull the phone away from me as I winced, I knew he'd get mad.

"Daddy, I don't want to talk about it over the phone, can you just come and get me please," I pleaded.

"Sure, I'll be there in no time," He promised, then we both hung up.

"Thank you daddy," I sniffled as I climbed into his Buick.

"So what happened?" he asked softly and gentle.

"Well I walked into the party, and everyone just stared at me as I was in that dress, and Vince came up to me and told me I was sexy," I said, and paused for a second as I saw his wild facial expression. "And then he led me upstairs, and then he kissed me, this is when I figured out what you have been trying to tell me for a long time, ever since like fifth grade," I told him.

"Told you," My Dad teased.

"I know you were right a long time ago, but I just didn't want to admit it, I'm sorry," I told him.

"That's why it's called learning," he commented.

It was a few weeks since that incident, and I went to school, not talking to anyone, not even Tiffany. Everyone shunned me because of what I did to Vince. I try not to care, but sometimes it hurts knowing that my best friend shunned me, for a jerk.

I stumbled into the house with a sad look on my face.

"What's wrong sweetie," my mother said walking in to the living room.

"Everyone at school hates me, cause I shoved a door into the popular boys face," I told her.

"Did he deserve it?" she asked, obviously Dad never told her what happened.

"Yeah, he did, where's dad?" I asked.

"He went to a convention," She told me.

"And he didn't take me, I mean come on it's a Friday, and I have nothing to do," I said.

"This one's important, and they asked that he came alone," My mother told me.

"Well, I'm sorry, I just need some cool stuff to get me away from this crap I have to call High School," I told her.

"I'm going to France, do you want to come?" she asked.

"No, I don't want to," I huffed. "I want to see daddy," I added.

"We can't see him, he's showing off Freemason stuff," If we were any closer, she would know that I would have loved more than anything to see stuff on the Freemasons.

"O, Mom why did you have to tell me that," I grumbled going up the stairs.

"Love you honey," She yelled.

"I love you too mommy," I told her really meaning it.

Me and my mother is sort of complicated. My dad has always explained to me that I just got the Gates side of the genes. It wasn't anyone's fault that we didn't relate as much as him and I do, it's just the facts of life.

I walked into my room. There was pictures of the world, and the places that her and her family went too. The pyramids, The Sphinx, hanging gardens of Babylon, and pretty much every other place in the world with historical significance. She even had some pictures of her dad and mom before she was born.

Newspaper clippings with headlines like "Man who steal declaration returns it safely, and says it was for the good of men,"

"O, daddy I miss you already," I said.

I slept until about ten o'clock the next morning. Hours on MySpace can be pretty time consuming.

I walked downstairs in our huge Mansion. I decided to explore it, it has been a long time since I did any of that. Through the week, I always had school work, and most of the time on weekends I was going with my dad to a convention.

I walked into one of the unused rooms. It has an ancient bed, that my dad explained to me is where Thomas Carroll slept when he lived here. He asked me not to go n there when I was little, but I am old enough to know not to come in here with Cheesy fingers, or muddy boots. In fact, I think I am going to take off my shoes before I even go in there. And that's what I did.

I tiptoed in like I had to walk softly in case I needed to make a quick get away.

I looked around and saw a desk. My curiosity I inherited from my father made me look inside. Not a lot in there just some paper from the eighteen hundreds. In some weird cursive that I couldn't read. That blows I thought, why couldn't they write like normal people?

I put them back, and went to examine that books on the book shelf.

There was one written by Benjamin Franklin. She tried to take it off the shelf, but it wouldn't come out all the way. She pulled a little harder, but it wouldn't move from the spot that she lifted it from.

Then she noticed what happened, a walk disappeared. And with that, a passage that was dark appeared.

"Woah, this is cool," I muttered to myself. I decided that I should go down it, I cannot let my curiosity cease until my father gets home to see what I found.

I quickly left and brought back a flashlight. I went down the tunnel, and down it, I saw something really cool. A necklace, it was very pretty and had to be made out of gold and diamonds. On the wall there was writing, it said:

The secrets of the ultimate Treasure that lies with Charlotte

But that is only half of it,

More treasure are to be found

And that secret lies with Charlotte also

More than meets the eye