FYI... Ana's in this chapter!

"Sick!"

The word seems hard against the peaceful silence. I turn around from my seat on the bed in the Mother's bedroom on the RV. Cassidy is on her phone, gawking at the screen.

"What is it, Cass?"

She looks up and her face splits into a grin. "The Bruins just beat the Ottowa Senators, seven to two!" she crows. Jess strides in.

"What are you guys talking about?" she wants to know.

Cassidy tells her the news and Jess plops herself on the bed. Her brown sweater's hood smacks my shoulder, and I laugh.

Jess re-ties her hair into the cute braid she always wears. "Where are we?" she asks after a couple moments.

I gnaw at my lip. I have no clue where we are. All I know is that after we left the RV camp last night after skiing, we had breakfast in the Wong/Chadwick RV. Mrs. Wong cooked up something really smelly and Becca's mom saved the day with a pack of doughnuts. Mrs. Sloane-Kinkaid had been driving since then, at ten. It's about ten thirty now.

I grunt. I don't know where our next destination is, and really hope that it's not too far. I don't think it is. New Hampshire isn't really... large. Cassidy plucks a stray piece of vibrent red hair away from her eyes. "I'm bored," she admits.

Jess nods and I agree. I yell into the living area," Mom, how many more minutes?" I know it's a childish thing to say, but I don't care. When she doesn't answer, we walk towards her. She's curled up on the couch with a novel and Mrs. Delaney is tapping away at her iPhone.

"What's that?" Jess cranes her head to get a better look of the screen.

Mrs. Delaney whips it away. "Never you mind," she says haughtily. "It's just arrangments for our next stop."

I perk up. "When will we be there?" I ask again.

Mom glances at her watch. "About half an hour," she replies cautiously. "Oh, Clementine." she jumps up from her spot on the couch. "I think it's my turn now."

As Cassidy's mom pulls over and switches spots with my mom, I get a glimpse of Mrs. Delaney's face. She looks... troubled.

"What's up, Mrs. D?" I ask, startling her.

"Aw, nothing Em. Just a quick question, have you guys seen Frozen?"

Jess stares at her. "That's the movie with the... the princess with the white hair and the Let It Go song?"

"Uh-huh."

"Yeah, I saw it. You forced me to go with the twins, remember?"

Mrs. Delaney chuckles. "It was good, though, right?"

Jess shrugs grudginly. "Yeah."

"I saw it," Cass pipes up. "It was supposed to be really good, so I went with Megan and Becca and Zach and Third and a whole bunch of other people. It was really good."

"Same," I admit. " I went to see Catching Fire but it was all sold out, and yeah, it was amazing."

Her face clears. "Great. You said Becca and Megs have seen it?"

Cassidy flashes her a thumbs up.

"Fantastic. Just... awesome. Wasn't the castle in it nice?"

"Way cool," Cassdiy approves.

"Terrific," Jess agrees.

"Totally," I remark.

I never saw where this was going.

About twenty minutes later, we pull into a parking lot. And towering over it is... the castle.

Literally! Made entirely of ice! It took my breath away.

Megs and Becca had arrived a few minutes before us and they still haven't gotten over seeing the sheer beauty of this thing. Suddenly, I notice a familiar looking ponytail rippling down the back of the tall girl next to me. And her expensive-looking fur coat looks exactly like something a certain friend might wear...

"Savannah?" Jess cries in disbelief.

The girl looks over. This wasn't Savannah Sinclair. No, I've never seen her before. "Sorry," Jess mumbles.

The girl smiles politely. "It's quite all right," she answers. She has a British accent.

"Are you from England?" Becca asks curiously.

The girl nods. "Yes, from Bath. I'm visiting my family here, in America. I'm Ana."

Cassidy blurts," Do you know Tristan and Simon Berkely?"

Ana's mouth falls open. "You know them? I'm their cousin on their father's side!"

I nod, excited. "And I lived in Bath for a year!"

Ana beckons to a pair of boys a couple feet away. "Tris! Si!" she calls. The Berkely boys appear.

Megan launches herself into Simon's arms. He staggers, surprised, then wraps his arms around her tightly.

Cassidy and Tristan grin and slap each other five, then pull each other into a 'bro' hug.

When the pairs release, I manage to say breathlessly," Why are you here?"

Simon grins. "Mum and Dad are on a business trip here, and we decided just to stay the whole week." He winks at Megan. "It was a supposed to be a surprise, but Ana here ruined it." He has a playful smile on his face.

Ana holds her hands up on mock surrender. We giggle. ''Have you guys explored the castle?" Jess asks suddenly.

"No," Ana admits. "Have you... um..." she glances at Tristan.

"Jess," he supplies. "Jess Delaney. And that's Cassidy Sloane," he points at Cassidy," Megan Wong, Becca Chadwick, and Emma Hawthorne." I wave.

We head inside the castle, with our mothers far in front of us. I shiver and wrap my jacket around myself. I wish Stewart was here. He'd admire everything about the castle in such a poetic way, and then offer me his coat.

"Look at the architecture!" Becca exclaims. She runs over and touches the ice. "Neat!"

Tristan's cell phone rings. He flips it open and a guilty look crosses his face. He glances at Cassidy, who is laughing at a joke Ana just told, and hastily excuses himself. He runs down an icy hall. "Hey..." I can hear him saying.

I need to get to the bottom of this.

Jess yanks at my sleeve. "Emma, c'mon," she urges. "Check out this cool staircase!"

I'll get to the bottom of that later.

After the mothers had realized the Berkelys were here, they hooked up with Ana's father, brother to Mr. Berkely, and decided to grab dinner together.

We decided to eat at Olive Garden and somehow find a booth that seats 14. I find myself sandwiched between Megan and Ana.

After we order, we get to talking. "Simon, how did you know where we would be?" I practically have to yell across the table.

"I didn't really," he answers, much more civilized than me. "I just went to see the castle, and Jess spotted Ana."

Tristan's phone rings AGAIN. He glances at it, and a crease forms between his dark eyebrows. He stuffs it in his back pocket.

The waitress comes back, looking slightly flustered due to the sheer amount of food ordered. I dig into my pasta and meatballs. Jess fishes pieces of crouton out of her salad and Ana cuts her lasagna with ladylike flexes of her hands.

By the time the waitress arrives again to request about dessert, we are all full. I watch suspiciously as Tristan fingers his phone and announces that he's going to the bathroom.

I grab Jess by the wrist and follow him.

"Ow! Where are we going?" Jess asks. I shush her and mutter,"Spying on Tristan."

Tris takes a sharp turn to the right and out the door. The fridgid air engulfs me and I hurry to catch up with Tristan. He rounds a corner. I pull Jess around the corner he's leaning against. I hear the beep boop boops of him dialing a number.

A moment passes, and then I hear Tristan's relieved sigh. "Hey, Zoey."

Zoey? A girl? I lean over and strain to hear every word.

"Listen, you need to stop calling every second of every minute!" He looks around nervously. "Cause Cassidy's here."

Boom. Bomb dropped. That's it. Tristan has a girlfriend back in England. A secret girlfriend.

"Yeah, I promise I love you." I hear worried chattering on the other side of the line. "And I promise I love you more than Big, Bad, Cassidy Sloane." He guffaws.

Anger, hot and boiling, blooms in my stomach. I reach for Tristan, but Jess grabs me. I flatten myself against the wall, certain he'd seen a glimpse of my pink fleece. But nothing happens.

"All right. I'll see you soon, babe." There's a ding as he hangs up. Jess and I scurry into the building and into the bathroom.

"Woah," Jess pants, leaning against a stall door. "I can not believe Tristan is cheating on Cassidy."

I feel fury again. "I know!" I exclaim. "She can do so much better than him!" I stomp against the pale tile on the floor.

An elderly woman enters the room and raises her eyebrows when she hears my anger. I nudge Jess and we go to the table, just in time to hear Mrs. Wong talking to the waitress.

"No, we won't be taking any dessert tonight," she informs her. A groan arises from the table. She turns around and the waitress leaves. She's grinning. "We can go back to the RVs for dessert!"

We cheer. Mrs. Chadwick pipes up," We brought cookies and hot chocolate! Berkeleys, you are welcome too!"

Half an hour later we are sipping our cocoa and munching on our chocoalte chip cookies. Turns out Becca's mother is a fabulous baker. The moms and Ana's dad are chatting politely in the Wong/Chadwick RV and us kids are goofing off in the big RV.

"Oops! Didn't mean to do that!" Cassidy shrieks gleefully as she *accidentaly* trips Becca. But Becca just gets up, brushes off her peach colored sweater, and basically busts a gut laughing. I watch Cassidy's expression wistfully. Will she ever be that happy again when she realizes the news?

Ana and Megan are talking loudly over the ruckus. I decide to join them sitting on the bunks.

"Hey guys," I shout.

"Hey back," Ana bellows. She grins.

"I was just talking to Ana about school," Megan explains.

"I'm a senior," Ana adds.

"And super smart," Megan informs me. "She's in Honours everything."

I smile, but I'm quickly distracted by Tristan reaching for his phone. Again? I wonder. I excuse myself, saying something about going to the bathroom. Tristan slips into the bedroom and shuts the door. I inch it open. Tristan's sitting on the far bed, his back to me. He doesn't see me. I slowly close the door, silently, and crouch under the bed. I barely dare to breathe.

"Zoey," he's saying. "I need you to know that I love you more than anyone else in the world." he sighs. "No, I haven't told her yet. I need to let her down easy, babe." He sets it on speakerphone as he ties his shoe.

Zoey's voice sound so annoying, high pitched and needy. "Big, Bad, Cassidy Sloane sounds like a big,bad loser. I mean, a 'tough girl', but too sensative to lose a guy?" she snorts. "You don't deserve her, Tris."

I clutch my fists in anger. I wait quietly, waiting to hear what Tristan replies.

"She's not such a loser," he answers carefully. "She's just not as awesome as you." He checks his watch. "Aw, man. Got to go, Zoey."

"Love ya," she replies, and my blood boils.

"Bye."

He stands and as he leaves, I stick out my foot from under the bed. He stumbles, looks down, and yells in horror. I squeeze myself out of my little hiding spot and glare at him.

"What are y-you doing, Emma?" His voice is unsteady.

I grab his shirt. "I heard every minute of that call with Zoey, and the one outside Olive Garden, too! How could you betray Cassidy like that? After all she's done for you?" I kick him in the shins.

He's staring daggers at me. "It's not up to you about who I date. So if I were you, I'd leave." His tone is almost as cold as the castle.

"No!" I scream. "You don't deserve Cassidy! You could live a thousand and ONE lifetimes and not deserve her! She'd never cheat on you! And this is how you repay her?" I bang against the door. I can't open it; Tristan's in the way.

Becca, Megan, Jess, Simon, Ana and Cassidy all come running and Tristan lets them in. "What's going on?" Cassidy cries. She is staring at me desperatly, her face disfigured with panic.

I glance at her, feeling helpless. "I think you'd better here it from Tris," I say in a low voice.

Tristan steps forward and takes her hand, but she snatches it back. He looks at her, his blue eyes full of woe. "Cassidy...I...I..." he stutters.

"I have another girlfriend."

A moment of shocked silence.

Then tears stream down her face and she runs.

Hi, it's Cassie. Sorry this chapter is so depressing. :( Just saying, Ana (Anagram29) won the last question. This week's question-

In Much Ado About Anne, Cassidy is a model for the fashion show. When she is February, what does she wear?

Happy Valentine's Day to you and your loved ones!

Au Revior!

All the Best,

Cassie