Sorry guys for the long wait! I've been a little busy. Anyway, I'd like to thank UnderGrandHotel for the review, and a little explimation. Sorry about the one line scripts, sometimes I get a bit excited and write fast and leave out details. I'll do my best to make this one better! I have a little issue about rushing to the point than reading like a normal person. Anyway, I'll try to be good this time!

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"Who is it?" Winter asked.

"He's name's Marko." Paul said.

"I take it he's in that gang of yours?" I asked.

Paul nodded.

I sighed. I hate getting mixed up with gang members. I thought to myself.

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I stood silently, watching the many people go by. Thoughts rushed in and out of my head making me feel a little sick. It was an arguement, going back and forth with myself. Something told me to go home and never look back, but something told me that this was for the good. I wanted to listen to both, or just curl up in a dark corner and be left alone for a little while to make up my mind. This day, it was going by way too fast, and it seemed to be way too dangerous too.

Paul looked down the boardwalk and grinned at the sight of his younger brother. He waved and shouted, "Hey! Over here!" And then took a glance over at Winter and I. "He's Marko." He said simply.

"I'm quite aware." Winter said as she watched the figure of the shorter man come towards them. Her eyes were slit, and she looked deep in thought. I wanted to poke her and stay close to her, incase anything was to happen, we could protect each other, but I knew that'd make me look weak, and I wasn't looking forward to that.

Marko came forward and grinned. "Hey." He said with a sly grin. His eyes pierced Winter's and the two held a hard glare. He smiled more, his grin seeming to go from cheek to cheek as her eyes became a little angrier. He pulled his hand up and went to bite his nail when Winter's hand grasped his.

"That wasn't funny." She growled darkly at him. "My friend was upset." Her light blue eyes looked a little on the worried side too as she stared him down.

Paul and I rose an eyebrow and looked from Marko to Winter. "What's going on?" I asked, beginning to feel the tension between the two. Paul nodded, a little bit of laughter coming to his face.

"Your buddy here was annoying my friend earlier." Winter snapped. She released his hand and he bit his nail, but his grin was too large to be covered. "My friend felt hurt because of you." Winter hissed.

Marko gave a few laughs before giving her a innocent look. "Me? I did nothing. She came to me, so I simply helped her." He looked at Paul. "Paul was there at the time, weren't you?" He asked.

Paul smiled with a nod. "I was! And I don't think that was to hurt her!" He said with a laugh. "I don't think she was that-"

"Am I the only one who's clueless here?" I interupted. "Not to interupt or anything, but what you're saying is going in one ear and out the other. Seriously, for all I know, he," I said poking Marko, "pointed a gun at a friend's head, but he also could have shoved a stuffed bunny in someone's face. How am I supposed to know with you lot bickering?" I asked. I puffed out my chest, my brown eyes locking mostly with Paul's.

Marko nodded. "You should have been with us there!" He said with a laugh.

"Yeah, man! You weren't there; you've got no say in what happened-" Paul began.

"I DO HAVE A SAY! A FRIEND OF WINTER'S IS A FRIEND OF MINE!" I spat angrily, now glaring at Marko and then back to Paul. I swelled with anger, my face turning warm and my eyes flicking around looking for someone to blame. I balled my fists, ready to throw a punch if needed, but I bit my lip knowing that I wouldn't get my money.

"Whoa, calm down, girl." Paul said. "It was nothin' really." He said simply. "Seriously. You're friend just yelped for no reason and blamed it on us-"

"I saw you do that." Winter growled and breathed heavily. "My eyes don't show wrong, punk."

"Hey, who are you callin' punk?" Paul said.

I stepped in between the two, calming myself down quickly as I remembered that if a fight breaks out, I can't get my money, and I'll never be able to leave the hell hole I lived in. Taking a deep breath, I looked from one to the other. "Alright, alright. Who cares anymore?" I said. "We were gonna go on a walk together, right? Come on, a nice, calming walk." I said as I was practically about to punch myself for calling our walk a calming and peaceful one.

Paul shrugged it off immediately and then grinned. "Yeah," he said and put an arm around me dragging me closer to him. "Let's go off with out walk-"

"I'm outta here." Winter growled and turned around to head back to the pizza parlor. "Timber, if you need me, just give me a call on my cell, alright?"

I stared after my friend. I wanted to go after her and drag her back; afterall, I didn't want to be alone with Paul, and having to be with Paul and his friend made it worse. I sighed and hung my head for a second with my eyes closed. If they murder me, at least it may be quicker. I thought, trying to humor myself with some dark humor. I then looked back up at Paul and then managed to give a small smile.

"I'm surprised you're not going after Winter. After all, you did beg for her to come with us to begin with." Paul stated. He looked after Winter as she sent an angry glare over her shoulder at Marko.

I looked after my friend too. "I know, it's just, when she's upset, she could get a little too aggressive." I said with a frown. "She would pull out a knife and slice one of us to bits." I commented and then looked down at the beach. It looked lifeless, just the sound of the waves crashing on the shore seemed like all the noise. Fear gripped me as I pictured being there alone with two gang members who would probably kill me if I wasn't careful.

"So, is this walk on, or no?" Marko asked, about to take a step to leave.

I felt unsure of what to say. I knew I should turn and go home, but I wanted to know what would happen if I was to stay. Would they hurt me? Am I over-reacting? Should I be concerned? Thoughs rushed into my head. I looked at Paul, and saw his eyes watching mine. "Uh...I don't know...I mean, tomorrow would be better I guess..." I said looking around a little bit.

"Tomorrow? But that's a day away!" Paul whined and pulled me closer to him. "Come on, Timber! Don't be a party pooper!" He smiled and winked, and Marko grinned too. I could tell by the look in their eyes that they were up to no good.

I looked up at his eyes closer. I wanted to know what he was planning. Something wasn't right. He just met me, why would he pressure me so much just to go on a walk, without anyone nearby? I turned my head and stared at the ground. It was no good, I couldn't see anything that was worth worrying about in his eyes, but that didn't matter. What mattered was that he's gonna do something, whether it was good, or bad, but I knew I shouldn't get caught up with this.

"Come on, girl." He said.

I looked up at his again. "How about tomorrow?" I asked. "I'm too tired to go on a walk at the moment." I said with a yawn. "Tomorrow, around noon?" I asked.

He frowned. "I guess we don't have to go at all if you don't want to be with me-"

I grabbed him by his coat. "No, no! I do, I'm just really tired!" I said with a small smile. Why is he acting like this? He is trying to get me to come back to him! Oh wait, is this what a guy does when he likes someone? "Noon tomorrow?" I asked with a small smile.

Marko walked off, down the boardwalk without interest.

I narrowed me eyes. That's odd...Ok, everything is odd, but just that...am I missing something? I just need some sleep, but I can't lose this guy...How to do this...

"How about tomorrow night sometime?" Paul asked.

I sighed. I didn't want to go out during the night, because I was afraid something would happen...but maybe a change won't be so bad. Afterall, I wasn't playing up to my looks. I looked tough and reckless, but I'm really shy and nervous. "Uh...When?" I asked.

"I dunno, maybe around eleven?" He asked. "Or nine, I'm open."

"Hm...Do I need a time slot? How many other people are you seeing?" I asked with a small laugh.

He grinned. "Just you at the moment." He leaned in towards my face and hugged me towards him. His breath was warm and he leaned his forehead against mine, breathing as quietly as possible. "I'm here whenever you'd like to go." He whispered. He closed his eyes for a moment, but then reopened them and grinned. With that split moment, he brought his lips against mine for a quick kiss, and before I could react, he parted his lips away from mine. He smiled gently.

I stared at him in shock. Did he...? Why...? I...I just met him! I thought the steps were to talk, then hug, and then kiss! Not kiss than whatever! Hm..okay, maybe middle school is a lot different than now.. I looked at the ground, with a little bit of blush. I wasn't going to admit it, but he was good at this and he knew it. "Yeah...So tomorrow at..?" I asked, and looked back up at him.

"Around nine?" He asked.

I nodded. "Sounds good." I shrugged off his arms and turned to walk away without looking back. The ground beneth me felt dizzy, and I felt a little sick myself. That had never happened to me before, and now I was unsure what to do, and how to act. Maybe if I-

"Hey, you need a ride home?" He asked. "I've got a motorcycle and I could give you a lift home." Paul said, pointed towards the end of the boardwalk where there was some parking.

I shook my head. "I'm fine, but thanks for the offer." I said. The last thing I wanted was for him to know where I lived so he could come on over and stalk me whenever he feels like it.

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Sorry, I'm really bad with romance and stuff...Fluff and I don't get along. Anyway, next chapter, I'm gonna try to make it fun! Thank you for your time of reading this! (Oh boy, that made no sense..)