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Chapter Four

Chloe Saunders squirmed around in her restraints. The yarn was holding tight to her wrists and securely tied around the dresser leg. She'd put up quite a fight when he was tying her up, but it hadn't been much of a use. He thought he had her. He was wrong.

Glancing around to make sure neither him nor Simon was in the room, she took a deep breath, and concentrated for a moment. Within seconds, her tiny body morphed into a larger form. Her wings grew large, her legs longer, wrists bigger, every part of her stretching until she was in her second form. A larger, more human-like form. That of a small girl.

The yarn had instantly pulled apart when her wrists grew too big for it, but there was now an indentation around her wrists where the yarn had tightened too much for a moment. She rubbed her wrists.

"Humph. How dare he tie me up." she muttered.

Not wanting to spend any more time in the room, she decided to see what was on the other side of the door. As she moved to the door, she winced when the floorboards creaked under her now-increased weight. For a moment she contemplated turning back to her natural state, but she'd get more ground covered in a larger form. Her longer stride would get her farther than the much shorter one. Especially since she couldn't fly.

Once out the door, she slowly moved down the hallway, doing her best to be quiet. She peered down the stairs, looking for Derek, Simon, or the third person she was always hearing. Derek had told her that it was his father -Kit. She definitely didn't want to run into him. He sounded nice, but parents usually didn't understand. She didn't realize how much he truly would understand.

She crept down the stairs to the bottom where she could hear the faint voices of Simon and Derek. She froze. She tried to pinpoint where they were coming from. The room to her left. She moved slowly over to the doorway, and peeked in. Simon was sitting on the couch looking frustrated, and fiddling with a backpack. She didn't see Derek, but she knew he'd just been there.

She leaned in farther, scanning the room. Definitely no Derek. There was a door on the right-hand side of the room. He probably slipped through-

"What are you doing?!" a fierce whisper filled her ears.

"Eep!" she shouted, startled. She instantly shrank back to her normal form, and flew into the air. Pain filled her right side and she began to drop, squealing as she did so.

She landed in the soft palm of Derek. She looked up into his glowing green eyes, but was too shocked to say anything. Her heart was still pounding rather painfully, trying to escape her chest.

"What are you-… I mean why are- … What-" he sighed, shaking his head. "You were bigger. I saw it! You can do that? Why didn't you tell me?"

She frowned, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I tied you up. You were tiny and stuck when I left my room."

"What's yarn gonna do? I told you I'm not staying in that room!"

He moved away from the doorway, shushing her. "Then, where do you want to be?"

She thought for a moment and as she did so, she examined him. He had a backpack on just like Simon and shoes as well as a baseball cap. "Where are you going?"

His eyes widened and he was already shaking his head, "No. No, no, no. That is not-"

She pushed out her bottom lip, placed her hands down on his, leaned forward, and let her blonde hair fall slightly into her big, blue eyes. "Please?"

He stared her down sternly. It only took a few moments before, "Okay, okay, just… stop giving me that look."

She smiled, pumping her tiny fist in the air, "Yes!"

I'm going to be posting another chapter in a little bit because I just want you all to see it. What can I say? I'm addicted to writing. Hope you loved it!