Hey guys! I wanted to be able to update as soon as possible because the response I got was incredible! I want to personally thank those who are constantly reviewing such wonderful things. I'd like to thank PrincessWilla101, Kingdom Kid, Sparklegem8, Catalin, every guest who has ever reviewed, and last but certainly not least one of my crazy best friends, Meghan, otherwise known as damselwithadagger. I want to thank all of you who suggest new and wonderful ideas to the story. I've heard that you guys like this story and I think it's only fair that I continue with it. You've at the least talked me into making this one longer than I expected, but I think I might do a sequel. Unfortunately enough, I don't own Kingdom Keepers, Meant To Be, or Teen Beach Movie. Here you guys go, it's for you guys, chapter 10!

Willa's POV:

I looked over the text again and again and I couldn't help but feel that the list was made around me. I had then realized that I had left Philby to reread the text that once again had given me hope.

Philby: Hey Wills, are you alright?

He actually cared. He actually cared! Maybe I'm just overreacting, but what if I'm not! So much confusion, I don't even know where to start. I can't even start to explain how extremely complicated love and relationships are to me. I might as well explain the rules of the English language to a Russian six year old. It would be easier.

Me: Yeah I'm fine.

Philby: Ok, just checking.

I wonder if he knows how I feel about him. I do act kind of obvious, but Charlie says that he does too. I honestly don't think that he does, but he doesn't seem to notice that I do. Charlie also says that he's blinded and can't see what's sitting right in front of him. I think it goes both ways, honestly.

I have to do this, I really do. It truly is now or never. I'm not going to choose never again.

Me: So…..are you planning on actually going to the dance?

Philby's POV:

My heart leaped out of my chest and danced around on the floor. I have to play this out cool, though. I'm not going to completely embarrass myself.

Me: I don't know. Why do you ask? Is Charlie forcing you there? I figured that she would.

Willa: Very funny. You're lucky she isn't hunting you down right now. I was forced into trying on dresses the other day. Lucky me, right?

Me: That sounds like Charlene!

I looked over to my clock and then to the document still waiting to be completed on my laptop. It was nine o'clock.

Me: My parents are making me go to bed. See you tomorrow.

Willa: Night.

I sighed as she logged off of private messaging.

There truly aren't words to express my love, adoration, and admiration towards her. Her looks were only to be compared to a goddess, whether she thought it or not. Her heart of gold was beyond that of a goddess and everything about her resembled everything I could ever pray for in a girl. She was truly perfect and nothing less of that. She exceeded into a height of perfection that there was nothing to compare her to.

Willa self doubts herself a lot and I couldn't possibly agree with her less. She says that she will never find a guy, besides Spencer, that would ever want to date her. Little did she know that right next to her, when she said that, there was a certain red-headed nerd who wanted to be with her more than anything in the world. She was flawless, inside and out. She thought the same way as me. I've never found a girl like that. I figure I'll never find one anyone ever a fraction of Willa. I don't figure, I know. It's beyond words by this point how much I care about Willa. I would do anything for her, anything at all.

I looked up to the document and then to my notebook. I filled in another line of the poem.

Willa's POV:

I lay down in my bed, for my parents had too, told me to get some rest before school tomorrow. I locked the windows, it was raining hard outside and my mom didn't like the rain leaking in. I quickly fell asleep, very tired from a full day of tests and another tomorrow. Philby and I call it "The Honors Curse".

I jolted up in my bed when I heard an ear piercing crash coming from across my bedroom. It was then that I saw the Evil Queen, tall and slim, stunning yet simple, standing before me, a potion in hand.

She stood up even straighter, which I didn't think possible, and spoke, "Sorry for the intrusion, but due to orders, it seems as if I have a matter of business to attend to."

I knew I had to use the right word choice.

"Why would such a fair maiden as you have to take orders from another? I would find that overwhelmingly offensive if I were you. You are the true fairest of them all in my eyes, you know." I said cautiously trying to win her attention in a positive way.

She started to smile, looking down at her gown and straightening her hair.

"You make a fair point, child. Maybe you aren't as worthless as I have heard of you. At least you can tell true beauty when it crosses you." She gestured to herself.

I had to admit, I was staring at the works of one of Walt Disney's most stunning characters created, but on the inside she was black hearted even if she did have a heart, which I assumed not.

She shook her head in disgust and scolded, "How dare you try and persuade me over to the obvious losing side. Odds are now even more in our favor, for the fantastic five, so to speak, is down to four."

Before I could say anything, I was forced to drink the illuminating green liquid inside the beaker.

The whole situation I could barely think for myself. Thoughts were forced into my mind as I sank to the floor, becoming engulfed in swirls of green. Thoughts of things I couldn't imagine doing. Goals of taking the parks over and turning them into a new and far less thrilling experience. Goals of defeating my dearest friends. Worst of all, goals of killing who I love most, Philby. I knew these were anything but right, but this was the last time I could think for myself before becoming what all of the Keepers have feared. These were my last thought before becoming a zombified Overtaker.

And the plot thickens! Sorry I haven't updating, honors classes keep you on your toes. It also doesn't help when you hit a major writer's block! Please review! It means a lot to me, good or bad!