Chapter 4? Already? Actually it's taking me forever to upload chapters on here. Sorry. I can never seem to get the computer these days. Luckily school got out early today, and I beat my brother home.

Okay, on to the story~

My eyelids flutter open. A figure is standing over me. My vision is blurry at first, but then comes to focus. "Jeremiah?" I croak.

He lets out a sigh of relief. "I'm glad you're okay. I was coming to apologize... About me running away from you and all. It was very rude of me. And I heard what Athena said, I'm sorry about that too." He gulps. "I heard you screaming. So I rushed in and carried you here." He gestures to the white room.

I glance around the room. On the bed next to me, Bellus was fast asleep. I look back at Jeremiah with an eyebrow raised.

"Oh. She didn't want to leave you, neither did I... So we stayed the night... Er-Morning." He lets out a chuckle. "Anyway, you had us all panicking. Your friends thought you were rejecting the change, but then they noticed there wasn't any blood coming out of you."

"Blood?" I ask.

"Yeah. When you reject the change, blood comes out from everywhere." He notices that I made a grossed-out expression. "Uh. Well, yeah. It's pretty gross. I've only seen one person get rejected... And that was Jesse. He got marked soon after Scarlet died. But he didn't last very long. Only a couple of months. I can't really say that I cared when he died though..."

"Jeremiah..." I say softly.

He puts his head in his hands and takes deep breaths. "I don't understand. Why didn't she love me?"

I shrug. "She always said she didn't like guys younger than her. You are a couple of years younger than her, yes?"

"Yeah... By just two years though..." He sighed. "She told me that too... She said she wanted a man, not a child. And she was in love with someone else anyway."

"Jesse..." I whisper.

"Yeah." He turns his head towards me and leans closer 'til he was only a few inches away from my face. My cheeks grow warm as he stares at me. "Why is one of your eyes green? Weren't they both blue?" He leans away. "Like the sky on a cloudless day." He smiles a little.

My whole face grows even hotter. "U-um, I-I don't know." I stutter. I forget about my eye changing colors for a second. "Do you like that color?"

"Yes. I love the color of the sky." He looks out the window. The sun was setting. "Night, day, dawn, dusk. It's all beautiful to me."

I stare at him with wide eyes. How could Scarlet not like him? He's handsome and deep. And a great artist as Shelly had mentioned. I gasp and look outside. "Oh no!" I jump out of bed. "I was suppose to go to Scarlet's grave! Where's my phone? I have to call my dad!" I panic as I search my pockets.

"Scarlet, calm down." Jeremiah grabs my arms. He drags me over to Bellus, takes my phone out of her pocket and hands it to me. "She grabbed it before we left your room. It fell out of your pocket. She thought you might want to call your dad when you woke up."

"How'd she know?"

"Well, she didn't. Professor Soliel called him and told him what happened. He insisted on coming over right way, but she said no need and told him to rest up and wait for you to call him."

"Oh." I dial his number quickly. He answered after the first ring.

"Are you alright? Soliel told me what happened! I'm on my way over there right now." He pretty much yells into the phone.

"Dad. I'm alright. Don't freak okay? It was just a little headache." I assure him. "We're still going to Scarlet's grave, right?"

"Are you sure that's alright? What if you have another breakdown?"

"Daaaaad..." I groan. My cheeks grow pink again. "It wasn't a breakdown." I hiss into the phone. "I'll be fine. Besides, Soliel said she'll come with us."

"Me too," Jeremiah says into the phone.

"And Jeremiah."

"Me too," says a sleepy Bellus.

"And Bellus.

"Me too!"

"And me!"

"And pretty much the whole school," I sigh into the phone, smiling. "I'll see you in a bit dad, love you."

"Love you too, honey." We hang up.

"Professor Fleur says we can get some flowers from her greenhouse if we want," Shelly informs us. "I'll show y'all the way. C'mon." We follow her out of the room and down the hallway. It's very quiet and dark. The rooms are all unoccupied. We exit the buidling and follow a little path in the dusk light. A small building made of glass comes into view. We go inside. A man with long blond hair and very tall is hovering over some white roses.

"Hello, Professor Fleur!" Shelly says, skipping over to him. Professor Fleur is a man? But Fleur is a French name for a girl!

"Ah, my lovely Sheelly," he says in a fluent French accent. "How 'ave you beeen? I 'ave beeen wondering when you would show!"

"I'm sorry, Professor. I know I was suppose to visit, but I've been kind of busy, you see?" she gestures to us. "These are my friends I was telling you about."

"Oh, yeees. Sheeelly's friends. 'zey are very lovely." He smiles at us. Dolly airs her face with her hand, batting her eyelashes at Professor Fleur. "'zey want flowers, yees?"

"Yes, for my sister," I say, making my way to the front.

"Your seester? She es gone, I take?"

"Yes..."

"I am veery sorry. Pleeaze, take any flowers you vant." Professor Fleur moves his arm around to show us the many beautiful flowers inside. "Hmm." he looks down at me. "You 'ave veery beautiful 'air!" he takes a handfull of it, rubbing it on his face. I was kind of uncomfortable, but let him. "I eenvy eet."

"Um... Thank you..." I grab my black hair from him and smile. "My sister always wanted me to grow it out, so I did."

"Ah. Eet's too bad your seester couldn't see eet." He frowns.

I just nod, and start looking to see if he has any moonflowers. I find a bunch near the back, which was in the shade. I take a bunch.

"I can vrap 'zeem up for you." Fleur smiles, holding out his hand. I nod and say thank you. He walks to the back. Everyone else hands him their flowers so he can wrap them for us. I notice each of them have some moonflowers mixed in with their bunch. Fleur moves fast, taking only seconds to wrap up the flowers. "'ere you goo." he hands them back. "'ope you come and visit me soon!"

We wave at him as we leave. "There you are!" Professor Soliel rushes over to us. "Come on, now. Your father is waiting in front of the school." We follow her to the front. My dad was leaning on his van with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Hey dad!" I run up to him, throwing my arms around his neck. We give each other a quick hug.

"Hurry up now, your teacher can't be gone long," he ushers everyone into the van. We take off. The graveyard where Scarlet laid wasn't far from the school. Only a couple of blocks south. It takes us a few moments to find her grave. "There she is," dad whispers, stopping in front of a tiny grave marker with the words:

Scarlet Flowers

Dec. 20, 1989 - Dec. 19, 2006

Beloved Daughter.

My throat immediately starts to hurt. My eyes start to water, and the cold air made it even worse. I gently lay the flowers by her headstone. Everyone else does the same. Chris sits in the snow, and rests a tiny hand on the headstone. "Come back soon, sissy," he says, smiling. "You're making everyone sad. We all miss you."

The tears fall down my face, immediately freezing onto my cheeks. A pair of strong arms wrap around me. I look up into Jeremiah's face, he has frozen tears on his cheeks too. Everyone huddles together, silently crying because of Chris. He kept talking to her headstone.

"I know everyone keeps saying you're not coming back, but I know you will!" he chirps. "You promised to play with me, remember?"

"Chris, stop," I choke out. "It's been five years since she's left, she's not coming back!" I shout. He stares up at me with tears in his eyes.

"Annie, don't shout at your brother like that," dad says, picking up Chris. "He's just a little-"

"Kid! He's old enough to know that she's dead dad! Scarlet is dead! And she's never coming back!" I scream. I fall onto the snow, landing on my bottom, my hands covering my face so nobody could see my tears. I try to be silent, but I kept hiccuping and sobbing. "How can you even remember her telling you she was going to play with you, Chris?" I say after I calm down a little.

"She only told me a few days ago."

We all look at him, silently. "It was only a dream. She's not coming back," I say, pushing myself off the ground. "Let's go back... I'm not in the mood to stay her all night like last time."

We leave. Dad dropped us off at the school, then drove home. I walk to the girl's building, not waiting for anybody.

"Just leave her be."

"Yeah. Girl don't want to be bugged right now."

"Don't!"

"Just let him go, girls."

I hear my friends say, but I ignore them, hurrying to the building before Jeremiah could catch up. He does just before I reach the sidewalk. "Hey..." he says quietly. I let out some weird noise, like a grunt or groan. "Your poor brother... I never knew the kid still thought she was alive."

"He's just in denial..." I say. "We tell him over and over that she's not coming back. But I guess she keeps coming in his dreams and tells him so. But I think he's taking it the wrong way. She means that she's going to come back in his dreams again, not in real life."

Jeremiah is quiet. "How do you know this?"

"She's visited me in mine before. Why not his? I bet she even visits dad, too." I look up at him. "What about you?"

He shrugs. "Every now and then, I guess."

I stop at the entrance. "I'll see you later. Bye."

He grabs my wrist, I look back up at him. He leans down and kisses my cheek. "Sweet dreams, Annie..."

End for noooooowww! Hope you Enjoyed it.

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