Ok I know I been ignoring my fiction duties and not updated but here is my excuse… college is killing my muse…. But don't worry this weekend I spent all on pampering him and giving him candy so all is right in the world. Sort of since this chapter I kind of a filler well have of it is…. I wrote it during class (yes I know I should have been paying attention ) and I was but it just came to me and you know how it happens.

Disclaimer- I SAID IT ONCE AND ILL SAY IT AGAIN I DON'T OWN THE COMPANION QUARTET OR ITS BLOODY CHARRATERS Julia Golding does.

Connie POV.

The inner babbling of Connie Lionheart's mind.

You ever had that weird creepy feeling like somebody was watching you "intently," and every time you turned there was no one there but a very adorable squirrel looking up at you like you were crazy?

Yes Well try having that creepy feeling 24/7 and you will also be paranoid. Not that I am, since paranoa leads being crazy. But the creepy shape shifter that hate humanity and is stuck in a golden cage in my head tells me I'm not crazy only stupid and dead once he get out of there.

Ok that sounds crazy but seriously guys I'm not crazy people tend to talk to them self's and or pretend talking to invisible viewers….. (sigh) I need coffee.

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General POV

Connie, Val, and Chris were heading towards Connie's Aunts Evelyn's home to try to get some more info on the meeting.

Val was looking around excitedly at the bikinis fashion in England while Chris was just looking at the girls wearing them; he was trying to figure out there measurements testing the waters by casually waving at the poor helpless girls. After all a tall lean light brown skin boy with beautiful eyes and just as beautiful body just waved at them.

They were drawing a lot of attention and they were just walking.

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Connie POV

"Guys, do you mind if we stop at the tea shop?" Connie asked turning to look at her friend s

Chris was busy trying to get all the girls phone numbers while Val already had a sketch book ready with pencil getting details on the bikinis so that she will know exactly what to get.

"Hey guys, I'm getting coffee any of you want some?" they waved her of Connie shrugged and went inside choosing a table by a window, to keep a close watch on her friends. It wasn't until a while later that Connie realized, Why the tea shop was so familiar it was here where she had met col and his grandmother.

Looking around Connie remembered how she had seen Col as a cool guy for not caring how he looked to everybody for hanging out with his grandmother at a tea shop. Apparently that was cool but hanging out with Connie was embarrassing for him. Poor kid always wanting to be accepted by everybody, He really needed to set his priorities straight or he would end up losing himself… remembering the fact t that it seemed that Col and Shirley where in fact a item, maybe he already did.

She was looking out of the window so she wasn't paying much attention to what was going on in the store. It was only thanks to her gift that was set on bare minimum that she even noticed that someone was behind her she turned around quickly expectiong a member of the society trying to kidnap her or worse but instead she was met by a guy of age 17 or 18 who could perfectly be described as tall dark and handsome. He was wearing jeans with a torn knees black leather boots. A a black muscle shirt and a riding black leather jacket. This my dears was a bad boy personified….

Weeee guess who?ok I had to cut it off im late to do stuff so review and tell what you think! Please…..