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The next morning, Sasha had taken out her IV, removed the oxygen tube, and sang all the words to her Linkin Park CD. Nobody had heard her yelling to be let out so she decided to pass her time otherwise. She was going to move in on the sheet of her bed and tear it into a hula skirt when the door opened.
Professor Xavier wheeled in with Jean and Scott right behind him. Sasha had caught sight of John and Trevor outside the door. She smiled and let the blanket rest in her lap. Her wings were relaxed behind her. The white had leached up farther and it was halfway to the joint. The black was now a dark gray at the joints. She seemed to have not noticed the change and she raised her eyebrow expectantly.
"Sasha, it seems you are feeling better," Xavier said with a warm smile.
"Yep," she said simply.
"But I am afraid I have some bad news," he paused and looked to Jean. "Jean was unable to figure out why this is happening to you. But, I have full confidence in her to figure it out."
"Oh, well that's really nice, but I know what's going on,"
"You do?" Xavier asked intrigued.
"Yeah," she said simply.
"Would you tell us?" he asked.
"Nah, its something that you wouldn't really understand."
"Try us," Scott said.
"No thanks," she said and swung her legs over the edge of the bed.
"Sasha, that's not a good idea! You're still very weak!" Jean exclaimed.
Sasha stood and wobbled for a second. After getting her balance she walked confidently out of the room leaving the three adults to themselves.
When Sasha walked through the door, she sighed hard. Trevor and John were immediately beside her and she put her arms around their shoulders and walked between them with their support.
They walked her all the way to her room where Amber and Jessica were waiting. They sat her down on her bed and she smiled at them.
"Sash, you seriously scared us," Amber said.
"And, like, you didn't us?" Sasha said with a smile. "Lemme see them," she gestured to her shirt.
Amber lifted her shirt a little and exposed her bandaged side.
"Its better than it was a few days ago," she said and let her shirt down.
"Sasha, what happened," Trevor said seriously.
She sighed. "I suppose you boys would get it more but I'll start from the beginning for Amber and Jess," Amber and Jessica exchanged looks then sat down on her desk opposite the bed.
"Cliff's Notes: basically my family goes back to Arthurian time. Magic runs in my family. The wings are symbol of the leadership of my family. I don't have the strength or control of our magic that my little cousin does. I left, found out I could be invisible, made a deal with the opposing family. Ok that's what's going on up until now. The family that is rival to my old one is trying to make sure that I won't double cross them and they're trying to kick what's left of them out of me. My wings will go white for a few days then turn brown I believe. This has happened only once before so I'm kinda going off my history lessons. So that's the basic story."
They all just gaped at her. She sighed and leaned her head back against the wall. She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths. She winced slightly and she swallowed the small whimper grew in her throat.
"Sash?" Jessica asked. "You ok?"
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine," Sasha said sitting up and opening her eyes.
She sighed and tipped her head back again.
"Sasha... you're not fine," Trevor said concerned.
Sasha slid unconscious down the wall as the building shook to its foundations for a second time in a week. Settled dust and dirt lifted from the shelves and a book fell from its place on her dresser. The power was out, leaving the school in total darkness. The bed was shivering slightly beneath John and Trevor.
"JESSICA LIGHT NOW!" Trevor demanded as he moved to where Sasha's head was.
Jessica raised her hand and a small ball of light floated six inches above her palm. It lifted and positioned itself above Sasha's head. Four others followed and positioned themselves in a square above them. The orbs produced a warm golden light that was surprisingly bright.
Trevor had Sasha's head resting on his lap and he was gently shaking her shoulder. She was still having the seizure and her eyes had dilated in a golden tone.
A gust of air threw the door open and a girl that looked somewhat similar to Sasha stood in the threshold. She moved her small wings to be imposing but they didn't even hold a candle to Sasha's imposing stance. Sasha's seizures ceased and she sat up. Her eyes burned amber and she seemed to not even notice the others in the room. It seemed to her that it was just the two of them. She got out of the bed and glared at her.
"Elyana," Sasha hissed.
"Sasha," Elyana hissed back.
Not a move was made but in a blink, Elyana was thrown through the door and Sasha was making towards the hole in the wall that her cousin had made on her flight.
"WHAT?!?! HOW THE HELL COULD YOU USE MAGIC!?!?!? YOU CAN'T!!!!" Elyana exclaimed in a panic.
"Guess what? I can now," Sasha hissed and threw Elyana again. There was murder in her golden eyes and she stalked through the hole in the wall.
"SASHA!!!" John exclaimed. She ignored him and kept walking.
"SASHA PLEASE!!!" Trevor implored.
Sasha's step faltered and she tipped her head back towards them as if listening. Something she had said a while ago. She had said how she was connected with animals and could understand them. He quickly took the shape of a Great Dane and walked up to her. He nuzzled her hand and put his nose in her hand. Sasha blinked a few times and the amber faded to crimson. She scratched his head a little and smiled. She lightly patted his head once and smiled to him.
She walked through the hole and sought out her cousin. Trevor followed behind her and shifted to a great gray wolf. Elyana was shifting below a piece of wall that had pinned her.
"What family is the wolf?" Elyana gasped.
"This one," Sasha stated simply.
"So are you to finish me? Make even your vengeance?" Elyana said with a snarl.
"No, I'm not like you," Sasha hissed with a flash of amber in her eyes. "I'm going to make you remember not to mess with me for the rest of your long life."
Elyana's eyes went wide when Sasha pressed her hand to her forehead. A blue light pressed around the sides of her hand. Blue light began to lace around the top of her palm. She removed her hand and shook it lightly. On Elyana's forehead was a wolf's head blazoned on in what seemed as an old scar.
"Now you will never forget what you did to me and the ally you have lost. Now, get out and never return. You come back, I won't hesitate to kill you or any of your family. Now get out," Sasha hissed.
Elyana opened her mouth to speak but Sasha would have none of it. She waved her hand and Elyana was gone as ash on the wind again.
She turned around and watched as Trevor took his human form. He had a confused look on his face.
"Sash, I thought you couldn't use magic on the big scale," he questioned.
"Neither did I," she replied. "I guess it comes with the new wings or something."
She cracked her knuckles and caught sight of an identical wolf's head on her hand. She put her hand in her pocket and looked as the other three approached the hole in the wall. She smiled weakly.
"Do I even want to know what happened?" Jessica questioned.
"Probably not," Sasha replied.
"Good then, I won't ask," Jessica said with a shrug.
A high pitched squealing caused all of them to clutch their ears. Though, for Sasha and Trevor, the pain was short lived. Sasha looked to Trevor and grabbed his forearm. They were gone in a wisp of wind and the noise ceased. The three remaining teenagers looked up bewildered as to where their friends had gone off to.
Sasha and Trevor looked around the massive room that they had appeared in. There was a large fireplace directly in front of them with a fire burning brightly and merrily. The walls were painted a warm crimson that matched Sasha's eyes wonderfully. What was predominant in the room was a large tapestry hung over the fireplace. In it was embroidered a large coat of arms with a great silver dragon supporting it.
"The dragon is their... guardian I guess," Sasha whispered to Trevor.
He nodded. He still didn't understand all of the honor and guardian and this rivalry they had but he nodded anyway.
A heavy mahogany door opened in the corner and a tall man walked in. His long golden hair was pulled behind in a low ponytail. His eyes were deep brown that almost washed out his pupils. He had lightly tanned skin and the whitest teeth that Sasha had ever seen. He dressed in light brown pants and a button up evergreen shirt.
"I assume that you are the ones I was to summon?" he said in a smooth tone.
Sasha inclined her head.
"Good then. If you would follow me, Lady Sasha, I will show you to the room you will be instructed in. Master... I'm sorry I don't know your name," he began.
"Trevor," Trevor said simply.
"Ah, Master Trevor, James will be around shortly to collect you and take you to the Battle room. I hope you find it to your standard."
Sasha and Trevor exchanged looks.
"Please, don't be wary. You are an ally now. Only unless you prove to be a threat to us will we act against you. You are among friends here," he said warmly. He turned and began to walk away.
Sasha looked at Trevor worriedly. He smiled reassuringly. "Trust me, if something happens, I can take care of myself. You just be extra careful ok? Relax, we're safe remember?" He smiled again and gave her a half hug. She smiled back and began to follow the man.
Sasha set her shoulders and tried to look confident. She didn't feel it in the least but she wanted to be presumed as that way. She wished silently that Trevor was right, that they were safe.
They came to a pair of doors and the man stood in front of them and waited for Sasha to catch up.
"Master Ryan wished you came in alone, so I must depart you here. And a word of advice between you and me, if he gets angry, try not to yell back at him. It only makes him angrier. I wish you well my lady," and with that he walked away.
Sasha looked back at him bewildered and shook her head. 'A strange man,' she thought to herself.
She let her hands rest on the cool brass handles a moment before entering the room. She reached the calmness in her spirit she needed in case she should need to be on her guard. With a deep breath, she threw open the doors.
The room was absolutely dark save for one small candle on what she presumed to be a table. She walked in warily.
"You're the one I'm teaching? A girl? You're the one that I'm supposed to help harness her wild magic? Hah! Go home and gossip with your friends girlie, I have no wish to teach you," a voice taunted from the darkness.
Sasha's eyes flashed amber but she got a hold on her temper.
"Hey, I wasn't the one who wanted to come. I was the one who was called, not you," Sasha said waiting for a response. She searched with her hearing to find the voice but he didn't respond right away.
"Fine then. Pick up the flame on the table,"
She began to walk toward it and the voice came again.
"Ah ah ah, not that way. Stay where you are and do it,"
Sasha sighed angrily. "How do you propose I do that?"
"Ah I thought you'd never ask!" the voice exclaimed excitedly.
A boy appeared beside her, not much older but much taller than her. He had long shaggy brown hair and dazzling green eyes. He was clothed in black baggy pants and a black T-shirt. He had a silver chain on his wrist and left ear had a small hoop in it.
"Ryan, nice to meet you. Now, make a mental picture of the flame and hold it in your head," he said quickly.
"Ok, name's Sasha, got the picture now what?" Sasha said in the quick and mashed together way that Ryan had used.
Ryan smirked. "Think of the flame moving toward you, perhaps to your palm."
Sasha did as he said and the flame came and floated reluctantly over her hand.
"Good," he said simply. "At least they were right," he muttered.
Sasha dropped the flame and looked at him questionably.
"They were right?" she questioned.
"You're an elemental. Last time they sent someone to me they weren't even magically inclined, well, you know what I mean. Good thing you have that elemental thing going on. You can learn a lot from me," he rambled on for a while longer but Sasha had tuned him out. She hated, absolutely HATED arrogant people. They got on her nerves and hoped someone would just hit them and bring them down a few notches. In this case, she was more than willing to be that someone.
"Ok, first off, shut up. Second, teach. Don't tell me you're the greatest, prove it to me. Your words mean nothing if you have nothing to back them with. So?" she said crossing her arms.
He took a moment to process what she had said and it was obvious that his anger was mounting.
"What... what did you say?" he stuttered.
"I said, teach. Shut up and teach." Her patience was also beginning to wear thin.
He glared at her and she glared right back. Her wings fluttered anxiously and resettled against her back.
"Who do you think you are?" he hissed.
"I know exactly who I am. I am Sasha, one of the warriors of the house of Xavier. The thing I don't know is who exactly you are." Her gaze hadn't softened, in fact, her amber eyes almost hardened in determination at her statement.
"I am Ryan, house of Merlin. Apparently appointed to teach you something. And you, you are more than you say you are. You are a stubborn little girl who thinks she knows what she's doing."
She opened her mouth to speak and he kissed her. She pulled back utterly in shock. Her hand was on her chest and she took a step back. He backed away, an embarrassed blush on his face. She gave him no time to speak, she brushed past him and ran though the door, leaving Ryan standing alone in the room.
Trevor was standing in the room that they had arrived in. Sasha came tearing in the room and buried her face in his chest.
"Sasha?" he asked wrapping his arms around her reassuringly.
"Later," she said and the breeze picked up again and they were gone.
They reappeared at the mansion outside Sasha's bedroom door. She left his arms and went in the room. She closed the door and sat against it. Trevor could clearly hear her muffled sobs and he growled deeply in his chest. He stormed down the hall to his room. John, Amber and Jessica were all in the room conversing about something. When Trevor stormed in they stopped their conversation and looked at him.
"She's upset. I don't know why. I asked and she said later and now she won't let me in her room," he said exasperatedly sitting on his bed.
Jessica and Amber looked at one another knowingly.
"She won't let you in because you're a guy. It's that simple. Only girls can do damage control. Jess, you grab the ice cream and I'll grab 'Win A Date' and I'll meet you outside Sasha's room. Ok?" Amber said and Jessica nodded.
In an almost practiced break they were out of the room and walking swiftly down the hall in different directions. John and Trevor just looked at each other bewildered.
After an hour Jessica and Amber emerged from Sasha's room. The quart of ice cream was empty save for three spoons. Their expressions were grave. Trevor and John watched as they walked down the hall to the commons where they were seated.
"Well?" the boys asked simultaneously.
Amber sighed, as did Jessica.
"The thing that's bothering her is-"
Ok ok ok. Please don't kill me!!!
My computer got this wicked virus and we just now got it fixed. But this bloody chapter's 6 and three quarters long so go sit in a corner and cry if you think I haven't been writing. So dere! HA!
-.- I'm crazy I know....
The next morning, Sasha had taken out her IV, removed the oxygen tube, and sang all the words to her Linkin Park CD. Nobody had heard her yelling to be let out so she decided to pass her time otherwise. She was going to move in on the sheet of her bed and tear it into a hula skirt when the door opened.
Professor Xavier wheeled in with Jean and Scott right behind him. Sasha had caught sight of John and Trevor outside the door. She smiled and let the blanket rest in her lap. Her wings were relaxed behind her. The white had leached up farther and it was halfway to the joint. The black was now a dark gray at the joints. She seemed to have not noticed the change and she raised her eyebrow expectantly.
"Sasha, it seems you are feeling better," Xavier said with a warm smile.
"Yep," she said simply.
"But I am afraid I have some bad news," he paused and looked to Jean. "Jean was unable to figure out why this is happening to you. But, I have full confidence in her to figure it out."
"Oh, well that's really nice, but I know what's going on,"
"You do?" Xavier asked intrigued.
"Yeah," she said simply.
"Would you tell us?" he asked.
"Nah, its something that you wouldn't really understand."
"Try us," Scott said.
"No thanks," she said and swung her legs over the edge of the bed.
"Sasha, that's not a good idea! You're still very weak!" Jean exclaimed.
Sasha stood and wobbled for a second. After getting her balance she walked confidently out of the room leaving the three adults to themselves.
When Sasha walked through the door, she sighed hard. Trevor and John were immediately beside her and she put her arms around their shoulders and walked between them with their support.
They walked her all the way to her room where Amber and Jessica were waiting. They sat her down on her bed and she smiled at them.
"Sash, you seriously scared us," Amber said.
"And, like, you didn't us?" Sasha said with a smile. "Lemme see them," she gestured to her shirt.
Amber lifted her shirt a little and exposed her bandaged side.
"Its better than it was a few days ago," she said and let her shirt down.
"Sasha, what happened," Trevor said seriously.
She sighed. "I suppose you boys would get it more but I'll start from the beginning for Amber and Jess," Amber and Jessica exchanged looks then sat down on her desk opposite the bed.
"Cliff's Notes: basically my family goes back to Arthurian time. Magic runs in my family. The wings are symbol of the leadership of my family. I don't have the strength or control of our magic that my little cousin does. I left, found out I could be invisible, made a deal with the opposing family. Ok that's what's going on up until now. The family that is rival to my old one is trying to make sure that I won't double cross them and they're trying to kick what's left of them out of me. My wings will go white for a few days then turn brown I believe. This has happened only once before so I'm kinda going off my history lessons. So that's the basic story."
They all just gaped at her. She sighed and leaned her head back against the wall. She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths. She winced slightly and she swallowed the small whimper grew in her throat.
"Sash?" Jessica asked. "You ok?"
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine," Sasha said sitting up and opening her eyes.
She sighed and tipped her head back again.
"Sasha... you're not fine," Trevor said concerned.
Sasha slid unconscious down the wall as the building shook to its foundations for a second time in a week. Settled dust and dirt lifted from the shelves and a book fell from its place on her dresser. The power was out, leaving the school in total darkness. The bed was shivering slightly beneath John and Trevor.
"JESSICA LIGHT NOW!" Trevor demanded as he moved to where Sasha's head was.
Jessica raised her hand and a small ball of light floated six inches above her palm. It lifted and positioned itself above Sasha's head. Four others followed and positioned themselves in a square above them. The orbs produced a warm golden light that was surprisingly bright.
Trevor had Sasha's head resting on his lap and he was gently shaking her shoulder. She was still having the seizure and her eyes had dilated in a golden tone.
A gust of air threw the door open and a girl that looked somewhat similar to Sasha stood in the threshold. She moved her small wings to be imposing but they didn't even hold a candle to Sasha's imposing stance. Sasha's seizures ceased and she sat up. Her eyes burned amber and she seemed to not even notice the others in the room. It seemed to her that it was just the two of them. She got out of the bed and glared at her.
"Elyana," Sasha hissed.
"Sasha," Elyana hissed back.
Not a move was made but in a blink, Elyana was thrown through the door and Sasha was making towards the hole in the wall that her cousin had made on her flight.
"WHAT?!?! HOW THE HELL COULD YOU USE MAGIC!?!?!? YOU CAN'T!!!!" Elyana exclaimed in a panic.
"Guess what? I can now," Sasha hissed and threw Elyana again. There was murder in her golden eyes and she stalked through the hole in the wall.
"SASHA!!!" John exclaimed. She ignored him and kept walking.
"SASHA PLEASE!!!" Trevor implored.
Sasha's step faltered and she tipped her head back towards them as if listening. Something she had said a while ago. She had said how she was connected with animals and could understand them. He quickly took the shape of a Great Dane and walked up to her. He nuzzled her hand and put his nose in her hand. Sasha blinked a few times and the amber faded to crimson. She scratched his head a little and smiled. She lightly patted his head once and smiled to him.
She walked through the hole and sought out her cousin. Trevor followed behind her and shifted to a great gray wolf. Elyana was shifting below a piece of wall that had pinned her.
"What family is the wolf?" Elyana gasped.
"This one," Sasha stated simply.
"So are you to finish me? Make even your vengeance?" Elyana said with a snarl.
"No, I'm not like you," Sasha hissed with a flash of amber in her eyes. "I'm going to make you remember not to mess with me for the rest of your long life."
Elyana's eyes went wide when Sasha pressed her hand to her forehead. A blue light pressed around the sides of her hand. Blue light began to lace around the top of her palm. She removed her hand and shook it lightly. On Elyana's forehead was a wolf's head blazoned on in what seemed as an old scar.
"Now you will never forget what you did to me and the ally you have lost. Now, get out and never return. You come back, I won't hesitate to kill you or any of your family. Now get out," Sasha hissed.
Elyana opened her mouth to speak but Sasha would have none of it. She waved her hand and Elyana was gone as ash on the wind again.
She turned around and watched as Trevor took his human form. He had a confused look on his face.
"Sash, I thought you couldn't use magic on the big scale," he questioned.
"Neither did I," she replied. "I guess it comes with the new wings or something."
She cracked her knuckles and caught sight of an identical wolf's head on her hand. She put her hand in her pocket and looked as the other three approached the hole in the wall. She smiled weakly.
"Do I even want to know what happened?" Jessica questioned.
"Probably not," Sasha replied.
"Good then, I won't ask," Jessica said with a shrug.
A high pitched squealing caused all of them to clutch their ears. Though, for Sasha and Trevor, the pain was short lived. Sasha looked to Trevor and grabbed his forearm. They were gone in a wisp of wind and the noise ceased. The three remaining teenagers looked up bewildered as to where their friends had gone off to.
Sasha and Trevor looked around the massive room that they had appeared in. There was a large fireplace directly in front of them with a fire burning brightly and merrily. The walls were painted a warm crimson that matched Sasha's eyes wonderfully. What was predominant in the room was a large tapestry hung over the fireplace. In it was embroidered a large coat of arms with a great silver dragon supporting it.
"The dragon is their... guardian I guess," Sasha whispered to Trevor.
He nodded. He still didn't understand all of the honor and guardian and this rivalry they had but he nodded anyway.
A heavy mahogany door opened in the corner and a tall man walked in. His long golden hair was pulled behind in a low ponytail. His eyes were deep brown that almost washed out his pupils. He had lightly tanned skin and the whitest teeth that Sasha had ever seen. He dressed in light brown pants and a button up evergreen shirt.
"I assume that you are the ones I was to summon?" he said in a smooth tone.
Sasha inclined her head.
"Good then. If you would follow me, Lady Sasha, I will show you to the room you will be instructed in. Master... I'm sorry I don't know your name," he began.
"Trevor," Trevor said simply.
"Ah, Master Trevor, James will be around shortly to collect you and take you to the Battle room. I hope you find it to your standard."
Sasha and Trevor exchanged looks.
"Please, don't be wary. You are an ally now. Only unless you prove to be a threat to us will we act against you. You are among friends here," he said warmly. He turned and began to walk away.
Sasha looked at Trevor worriedly. He smiled reassuringly. "Trust me, if something happens, I can take care of myself. You just be extra careful ok? Relax, we're safe remember?" He smiled again and gave her a half hug. She smiled back and began to follow the man.
Sasha set her shoulders and tried to look confident. She didn't feel it in the least but she wanted to be presumed as that way. She wished silently that Trevor was right, that they were safe.
They came to a pair of doors and the man stood in front of them and waited for Sasha to catch up.
"Master Ryan wished you came in alone, so I must depart you here. And a word of advice between you and me, if he gets angry, try not to yell back at him. It only makes him angrier. I wish you well my lady," and with that he walked away.
Sasha looked back at him bewildered and shook her head. 'A strange man,' she thought to herself.
She let her hands rest on the cool brass handles a moment before entering the room. She reached the calmness in her spirit she needed in case she should need to be on her guard. With a deep breath, she threw open the doors.
The room was absolutely dark save for one small candle on what she presumed to be a table. She walked in warily.
"You're the one I'm teaching? A girl? You're the one that I'm supposed to help harness her wild magic? Hah! Go home and gossip with your friends girlie, I have no wish to teach you," a voice taunted from the darkness.
Sasha's eyes flashed amber but she got a hold on her temper.
"Hey, I wasn't the one who wanted to come. I was the one who was called, not you," Sasha said waiting for a response. She searched with her hearing to find the voice but he didn't respond right away.
"Fine then. Pick up the flame on the table,"
She began to walk toward it and the voice came again.
"Ah ah ah, not that way. Stay where you are and do it,"
Sasha sighed angrily. "How do you propose I do that?"
"Ah I thought you'd never ask!" the voice exclaimed excitedly.
A boy appeared beside her, not much older but much taller than her. He had long shaggy brown hair and dazzling green eyes. He was clothed in black baggy pants and a black T-shirt. He had a silver chain on his wrist and left ear had a small hoop in it.
"Ryan, nice to meet you. Now, make a mental picture of the flame and hold it in your head," he said quickly.
"Ok, name's Sasha, got the picture now what?" Sasha said in the quick and mashed together way that Ryan had used.
Ryan smirked. "Think of the flame moving toward you, perhaps to your palm."
Sasha did as he said and the flame came and floated reluctantly over her hand.
"Good," he said simply. "At least they were right," he muttered.
Sasha dropped the flame and looked at him questionably.
"They were right?" she questioned.
"You're an elemental. Last time they sent someone to me they weren't even magically inclined, well, you know what I mean. Good thing you have that elemental thing going on. You can learn a lot from me," he rambled on for a while longer but Sasha had tuned him out. She hated, absolutely HATED arrogant people. They got on her nerves and hoped someone would just hit them and bring them down a few notches. In this case, she was more than willing to be that someone.
"Ok, first off, shut up. Second, teach. Don't tell me you're the greatest, prove it to me. Your words mean nothing if you have nothing to back them with. So?" she said crossing her arms.
He took a moment to process what she had said and it was obvious that his anger was mounting.
"What... what did you say?" he stuttered.
"I said, teach. Shut up and teach." Her patience was also beginning to wear thin.
He glared at her and she glared right back. Her wings fluttered anxiously and resettled against her back.
"Who do you think you are?" he hissed.
"I know exactly who I am. I am Sasha, one of the warriors of the house of Xavier. The thing I don't know is who exactly you are." Her gaze hadn't softened, in fact, her amber eyes almost hardened in determination at her statement.
"I am Ryan, house of Merlin. Apparently appointed to teach you something. And you, you are more than you say you are. You are a stubborn little girl who thinks she knows what she's doing."
She opened her mouth to speak and he kissed her. She pulled back utterly in shock. Her hand was on her chest and she took a step back. He backed away, an embarrassed blush on his face. She gave him no time to speak, she brushed past him and ran though the door, leaving Ryan standing alone in the room.
Trevor was standing in the room that they had arrived in. Sasha came tearing in the room and buried her face in his chest.
"Sasha?" he asked wrapping his arms around her reassuringly.
"Later," she said and the breeze picked up again and they were gone.
They reappeared at the mansion outside Sasha's bedroom door. She left his arms and went in the room. She closed the door and sat against it. Trevor could clearly hear her muffled sobs and he growled deeply in his chest. He stormed down the hall to his room. John, Amber and Jessica were all in the room conversing about something. When Trevor stormed in they stopped their conversation and looked at him.
"She's upset. I don't know why. I asked and she said later and now she won't let me in her room," he said exasperatedly sitting on his bed.
Jessica and Amber looked at one another knowingly.
"She won't let you in because you're a guy. It's that simple. Only girls can do damage control. Jess, you grab the ice cream and I'll grab 'Win A Date' and I'll meet you outside Sasha's room. Ok?" Amber said and Jessica nodded.
In an almost practiced break they were out of the room and walking swiftly down the hall in different directions. John and Trevor just looked at each other bewildered.
After an hour Jessica and Amber emerged from Sasha's room. The quart of ice cream was empty save for three spoons. Their expressions were grave. Trevor and John watched as they walked down the hall to the commons where they were seated.
"Well?" the boys asked simultaneously.
Amber sighed, as did Jessica.
"The thing that's bothering her is-"
Ok ok ok. Please don't kill me!!!
My computer got this wicked virus and we just now got it fixed. But this bloody chapter's 6 and three quarters long so go sit in a corner and cry if you think I haven't been writing. So dere! HA!
-.- I'm crazy I know....