The Mark of a Cobra –

Chapter- Heart to heart as we talk and walk.

A/N: Hey, Liking the reviews; and I really think that I'm gonna be like those fanfic stories that start to get popular which is a really good thing and its thanks to you guys… I did something wrong in the previous chapter and it was writing Mandy instead of Melissa. I will change this as soon as possible.

POV: Nadia

"How about me and Kali go together – that way at least we have me to distract and Kali to steal while you guys help Elektra get the make up on?" the suggestion sounded pretty good to me, It took me a long time thinking it up so they better appreciate it.

"That's not a bad idea actually…" Jodie grinned, looking at me with her hands on her hips. Thanks, I said mentally. Kali confirmed and we pushed out of the door and on to the top of the staircase. The walls were bright yellow and you could see damp patches behind the grotty paint; I didn't touch the sticky wooden banister as we walked down this 'care' home and as we came close to the front door I let out a huge breath as now I had fresh air instead of the smell of wet rags and greasy children. Poor Elektra; Kali was transferred to a new care home because of the trouble she caused which was about 4 months ago which meant Elektra was just getting used to life in care without Kali. I didn't understand why she didn't just go back home? So what if her mom was a bit controlling? At least she had one. At least she had a home. Well- Im hardly one to talk am I? If only I could turn back the clock a year. If only.

"You know when we get there; just do what you normally do with boys y'know? Flirt and stuff; I'll sneak upstairs quietly." Kali reminded me as we stepped on to the path. It was the 2nd of September and the trademark England cool air and darkness reminded us of it. Goosebumps pimpled my legs, but I was used to that.

"Sure you told me like a hundred times?" I said back to her. Sometimes I felt as if I was Lennie and everyone else I knew was George from of mice and men. She just gave a little nod and we walked for a couple of minutes in silence; we both knew the way since Cher had told us about 57 times. We'd just have to tell the house owner that we were Cher's friend's – They wouldn't care any way to be honest… It was a teenage house party. It was a bit weird actually because Cher had said that her friend who happened to be at the party was in trouble but she wasn't sure what to do. We Cobra's weren't the superman type, more of the villain type. Obviously. I twitched my nose to warm up my nose and slowly slipped my hands into my leather jacket pockets. There came a turning and we were close to the road. I looked up and saw a billboard on the side of an off-license shop; "Anti wrinkle cream- no more wrinkles, only 14 days" it read. There was a picture of an old woman who had about 2 wrinkles and claimed to be 66 years old. Kali must have been looking at the same thing as me because she snorted.

"You don't have to be clever to know that's a load of bull" She mumbled- almost to me but not quite to me directly.

"That's so obvious that it's a con" I said to her trying to start a conversation.

"Like I said – you don't have to be clever." She repeated herself to me; It took me a few seconds to realise what she meant. What happened to our conversations, they seemed to stop as time went by… nothing really mattered in the gang- considering you had to know each other to actually be a gang. Well she didn't know my life outside the gang. Heart to heart as we walk and talk ; yeah right.

You didn't exactly need a satellite navigation system to find this house because you could see neon flashing lights and loud music from 2 miles off. Raging from inside the house. Well- This 'mission' is going to be fun I thought to myself. We both walked with the same steps towards the house not bothering to check the door number.

Kali turned to face me a millisecond after she rang the bell. "Don't forget- don't get us clocked." She stopped talking when a male, teenager opened the door. Memories, tears, hugs, laughs – friendship. Gushed through me like a gale wind. I looked at this boy- His hair was dark brown, and gelled up into spikes, He was wearing, black loose jeans and a baggy pink or red shirt (I couldn't tell in the light) My eyes darted down his tall body at his feet- White Lacoste trainers. I looked back up at his face he was quite dark in complexion- and he was holding a see through green plastic cup- of which contents I did not know. A smile- His trademark smile was all it took for the fairy of remembrance to strike me with her wand.

"Ali?"

"Nadz?"

A/N: Phewww…. I'm going to sleep nowww and I'm hungry (as usual) so yehh bye thanks, leave a review etcetc. SallyCleo