This chapter might (as in probably, okay, yeah it will) have a lot of swearing, if your not down with that, well sorry but I'm writing this in real life, in real life (well as real as fantasy gets) girls aren't happy all the time, around once a month we turn into emotionally unstable people, who in the blink of an eye can go from being sweet and lovely, to a raging bitch from hell, to a cry baby, to an un-talkative shy girl. Just saying, that's reality people.

Amber's POV

9:47 PM. It was starting to get late, but I wasn't tired yet, or was I? Hell if I knew.

I didn't have much to do so I tried to work on a couple of the stories for the website I was part of.

But I was stuck with the blank document in front of me, fucking empty canvas my ass, more like taunting bully, say something, write something, what you can't? HA well that sucks for you, but you can't do anything about it!

'Damn you writer's block!' I cursed in my head. I probably could get over it if I tried hard and thought about my story day in and day out. But there was no way in hell I'd do that, even if I wanted to I couldn't, every day it was the same, every time my mind got a little quiet, it would go straight to him.

Him of course being the guy I was in love with, he was a damn good guy, he was kind, funny, understanding and he loved me for the way I was. I always wondered what he was up to, and if he thought about me sometimes, I was pretty sure he did, at least a little.

Fuck I just wanted to kiss him, or at least be able to hug him or something, but I was stuck about a bazillion miles away from him. Why the hell couldn't people have teleporting powers?

Actually it was probably a good thing he wasn't near me. Even I knew that it was my hormones screwing with me, fucking hormones.

I knew I was close to getting my period, because I was always really bitchy a little before it happened. Well damn, I don't want it.

I flopped down onto my bed.

Then I got a glimpse of my finger.

Aww hell.

I still had this weird tattoo mark thing, what the hell was with that, and that weird stone thing, seriously what the hell?

Why didn't I have internet at home? I just wanted to talk to the guy I loved, but the whole world seemed to be against me.

In anger I picked up the stone and flung it at the wall, but the thing never hit it's target, before it could even leave my hand it went into me, the mark on my left hand glowed an orangey colour, then out of the blue an orange glow surrounded me and I fell to the ground unconscious.

My last thought being, if I died, how was I ever going to meet up with him?

Sorry bout the course language, as you may tell, it's the next day, and I'm more sad then angry…. Yeah…. Please review…