HEY! I Can't sleep and therefore here I am. I was actually planning on probably not updating tomorrow but thank insomnia (drastic, I know but it made me sound smart) for this chapter!

So, my phone says it's 11:43, my computer says it's 11:56, my ipod says it's 11:43, and my alarm clock says it's 3:36. What is the outlier of this figurative graph (gotta love chemistry/algebra.

ON WITH THE CHAPPY.

Amber looked over at Alfie with a tired expression, crossing her arms as she plopped onto the couch in the reck room at school. He had started in about Amfie again and she honestly didn't feel like talking about it right at this moment. Three of her friend's lives are being threatened.

"Alfie, really!" Amber almost yelled, turning to glare at him. "Do you not realize that three of our friend's lives are hanging in the balance?" She hissed, frowning at him as he sat beside her.

"Amber, you know what Nina said." He argued, looking around them with a frown. This conversation would be very hard to explain to an outsider.

Amber exhaled loudly, turning to him. "What's your plan Alfie? Wait until the twelfth day and just see what happens?" She asked, eyes filled with pain. Like she'd said, Nina was her best friend. "I don't plan to let it go that far."

"Then what? You're going to kill yourself to save her? It's two people, Amber, and even if someone else did it, Nina would never forgive herself even if we found the other pieces in time." Alfie replied with a little smile because he sounded logical for a moment there. "This is only the second piece of the mirror, Amber, it'll only get harder." He argued, looking away from her sadly.

Amber's eyes welled up with tears. "I just don't know what to do." She whispered, looking away from him. "She's my best friend."

Alfie sighed, wrapping an arm around her shoulders to pull her close. "I don't know what to do either, Amber."

Mara walked in the room with Poppy beside her but she stopped in her tracks at the sight of Amber and Alfie. "Amber, what's wrong?" She asked a frown pulling at the edges of her mouth.

Amber quickly sat up, wiping the fresh tears from her eyes. "Nothing's wrong." She lied quickly before standing and making a bee line for the bathroom where she sat her bag down in the sink, riffling for her makeup bag. She pulled out a tissue and wiped the excess mascara that had been smudged by her stupid tears. "Just smile." (A/N: remember her notebook that said "just smile" from season one? I'd forgotten about it till I saw a fanvid this morning with it in it.) She told herself and smiled weakly at her reflection in the mirror before pulling out her mascara and reapplying it quickly.

"Amber?" Joy asked, walking into the bathroom with a sympathetic smile. "Need a hug?" She asked, holding out her arms(A/N: I love hugs and I'm feeling the huggy thing tonight…I mean really!) to Amber.

Amber sniffled a bit, nodding before rushing across the room into Joy's arms. It wasn't a time to dwell on the past. It was a time to move past it. They had to save Nina and the others. Somehow. It had to be possible. She pulled back, smiling tearily at Joy. "Thanks, I needed that."

Joy smiled back at her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. "That's what I'm hear for." She told her before glancing at her watch. "We better get to French." She said and Amber nodded, turning and grabbing her bag.

They walked down the hall silently and soon enough Amber was taking her seat beside Alfie, putting on a brave face and pulling up her big girl pants. It was time Millington figured out a solution and aided the cause more than giving boy advice. She almost laughed.

Mara looked at Amber and frowned, turning to Jerome. "Is it just me or is our house acting particularly moody lately?" She asked him, twirling her pen around her finger.

Jerome shrugged, smirking at her. "Aren't they always?" He asked, chuckling to himself. "I'm beginning to think they're all bipolar." (A/N: what is my thing with disorders tonight?)

Eddie reclined back into his chair, hands fiddling with the collar of his shirt. He was beginning to think he was loosing his edge but he'd have to live with it. He had a "greater importance in life" now. That's what Eric had said anyway. He'd live with it.

Patricia was sitting with Joy a few seats over, legs crossed and eyes intent on her notebook in front of her. She refused to look at Eddie. She just let her leg bob up and down and back again, channeling all of her energy into the quick, jerky movements (A/N: I DO THAT… it helps with stress…)

"Patricia!" Joy hissed her beside her, placing a hand on Patricia's arm. "Calm your leg down, you look spastic." She told her and Patricia just shook her head, pushing herself up from the desk along with her books.

Patricia quickly shuffled past Eddie before sitting beside Nina who was nervously drumming her fingers against the table. That'd be better to deal with than Joy ironically enough. Yeah, originally Patricia had hated Nina because she thought she'd done something to Joy, her best friend but now she and Nina were friends. Though she still loved Joy, she just didn't understand…"…short lived disdain." The words hit her like a ton of bricks as Fabian rushed into the room just in time for the bell. He muttered apologies to Miss Valentine, frowning at his occupied seat before hurrying over to the empty seat beside Joy who gave him a little smile.

Class felt irrelevant to the Sibunas that day and they spent most of the class worrying or plotting their own deaths. As for the Chosen One, she sat with her notebook pulled close to her, trying to compose a letter for each of the ones she loved she'd leave behind. She wrote Amber's first because, well, she was easiest. A great friend, that Amber. She wrote a letter to Alfie about his goofie antics and a letter to Joy, forgiving her for everything she'd done in the past. She wrote a letter to Patricia, telling her to forgive Eddie. She even wrote a blurb to Eddie about how he'd been a great Osirian. Then came the hardest letter to write (she would write a letter to Gran but her death would be described as a surprise to those outside of Sibuna).

Fabian,

I remember my first day at the house, Fabian. You were the only one who was even remotely nice to me. The others were preoccupied with Joy and wanted no part of me. But you, you were my friend from that first day.

Then you were brought in on the mystery of our lives and the secrets of that house. We grew closer and I fell for you because how could you not? Fabian, you're kind of adorable. Anyway, prom was perfect and then we were separated by the Atlantic ocean and I swear I fell for you even more.

Breaking up was the stupidest thing we ever did. We lost so much time because of that stupid misunderstanding but there is no changing that now. We're back together and I want you to know that Eddie was never more than what he is, my Osirian. He is the guy the universe threw at me and you are the guy I found. I'd choose you over him in a million years.

So, that's really all I have to say. Don't hate me for letting the clock run out, remember the good times. Think of that night at prom or the thrill of figuring out another clue to the puzzle of mystery that always seemed to surround us. Think of the night we huddled in a cupboard, torturing Victor. Think of the time you lie beside me and we talked until we fell asleep. Think of the kisses, the laughs, the love.

Your "Chosen One,"

Nina

PS: I love you

I almost cried while writing that last part.

OK! Well, happy shamrock day. it's my granny's b-day so idk if I'll be able to post anything more today…hope you enjoyed it!

Oh and a lot of you are asking me if it's a Fabina or a Neddie. It's a Fabina with a touch of Neddie. JUST A TOUCH. maybe a kiss. if so, just one. … omg. plot bunny. (I am getting so many of those lately.

OH! and idk what happened with all of the author notes tonight (I really shouldn't write so late at night)…sorrys…you know I don't do many of them.

You know what? CHADWICK MIGHt JUST HAVE A HEART ATTAAAKC IF HE READ THESE AUTHOR NOTES. they are so grammatically incorrect. GOD I LOVE SPITING THAT MAN! peace out, girl scout. (hahaha. for you, my new dragony friend.)

12:41…exactly an hour. go me.