Finally, I've rewritten chapter one, two and tree. I know, crazy, but I had a reason for it. In my opinion the chapters were really too short, I didn't follow the dialogue rules which was bad, I know. Every chapter was precisely one page on Word, it is longer now. After reading many, many fanfics when I was on vacation I realized that my vocabulary kind of sucks. It's true, and that's why I decided to rewrite the first chapters. It's not much more information but I think it makes more sense now.

Chapter Four: Surprise

She had hired a small house in the suburbs of the Emerald City. When she entered the house and into the living room she discovered a not too pleasant surprise…

Besides people staring at her, as usual, the trip went well.

The house looked nice enough as the sun lit up the colored roof. Attached to the house was a little yard. She sighed happily as she opened the door. Finally, a place of my own, she thought, not knowing that she was totally wrong and certainly had wished not to open the door to the living room.

"What in Oz?!" Her eyes widen as she saw the crippled one in the wheelchair.

"Please don't…" Nessa tried.

"Get the hell away from me!"

Nessa heaved a sigh and wheeled towards her sister, who put a hand in front of her. "No. Out." She gestured towards the door.

Nessa wheeled towards it but didn't leave. Instead she took a deep breath and started to talk, "'Your father is sick', that's what Nanny had said. She brought me here, but I do understand that you want me to leave so…" She didn't finish the sentence but left the room.

She was furious. How could he do this? Yes, I've always taken care of her sister, but this is my change, my life. She began to unpack her bags. She and her father were never close. But to do this, she hadn't expect that. She opened the envelope her father gave her before leaving. There was some money inside it and a letter.

To the sister of my precious Nessa,

You and I both know that we are not in a very close relationship. But I wanted to tell you that I'm sort of happy for you that you have this opportunity to do something with your life. I've decided to send my precious Nessa with you. To make sure you won't live a sinful life, you know what I mean. You know what she needs, take good care of her.

Frexspar

"To make sure you won't live a sinful life?" she huffed. What was he thinking? It's not that anyone want to be near me. She shook her head to clear her thoughts.

"Fabala?" it was Nessa.

"No." she cut her off.

"There's a little heater in the garage. I'll sleep there," Nessa explained.

"But… I mean, just, just perfect, you do that!" she was still angry but content with this solution.

Nessa nodded, "Good, then I'll unpack my things there."

She made to leave the room again but her sister stopped her.

"Hurry up, will you? We're leaving in fifteen minutes. You come with me, no discussion." With that she left the room to use the restroom.

Nessa looked around the garage. The small place was cold and made her shiver. It wasn't that she really could do anything, she was still in her wheelchair. An old mattress stood straight against the wall next to a wooden wardrobe. It seemed that the rats, mouses and spiders had taken residence in the old hovel. She shuddered, her sister would a bit more merciful at the end of the day.

She traced the wooden cabinet with her long, slender finger, making a long track in the dust. She traced and traced and traced until her finger hit a photo frame. A young woman and a young man were on the picture, kissing each other in the sunset. She stared at the picture. It seemed so oddly familiar. Strange.

There was a candle holder with a green candle in it and a few books. Books about the Emerald City, history books mainly. Her face lit up and the corners of her lips curled upwards into a smile. Books, she loved them and especially history books. There was so much wisdom in them, so many people who had saved the past in black ink and white paper. She was grateful for them.

She looked around for a few more minutes but found nothing special.

"Nessa, we're going!"

"I'm here!" The little girl was already in the corridor with her jacket on.

She sighed, put her jacket on as well and pushed the younger girl through the door before locking it.

"Okay, so the theatre is twenty minutes from here, we'll be at time. I don't know when everything is finished but you must promise me to just sit and wait. I don't want you to cause any problems. Understand?"

"The sitting part will do. And I can wait too." Nessa glared at her sister.

"Good."

Nessa closed her eyes, not wanting to see all those people stare at her and her sister. Though she was proud at her, she wouldn't show it. Not now, not ever.

Surprise, I'm doing the dedication afterwards this time. Reasons? None. Because Maddy (Ultimate Queen of Cliffies) is an amazing, awesome and swankified author and person I would dedicate this whole story to her. But that would be just a little bit awkward, so one chapter will do, right? I love her and she makes me happy. (Yes, in the non-creepy way. XD) If you haven't read her stories yet, you should!