Hey, sorry this is late; I got into a football accident. On the bright side my finger isn't broken! But, ya, my hand hurts quite a bit. Hope you enjoy, sadly this will be the second to last chapter. I will miss all of you, but I am working on a new kick 'in it story, it should be out in about two or three weeks. It will be called "Gone." I will explain more at the end of the story.

Dakota's POV

Kim walked in to the kitchen. Her hair is wet because she had just taken a shower.

"So, Koa," she asks, "what's up?"

"Nothing' much, how 'bout you?"

"Donna quit cheer."

I widen my eyes. "Really?"

"Ya, um so we need to host try-outs, or some of the girls are wondering if I could ask a amazing girl who is awesome at gymnastics, and I just so happen to be talking to right now to join us." As she finishes her voice gets higher. But really, me cheer.

Then I think about Donna. She is sure to soon be dating someone on the football team, and then she could see how we don't need her.

"Ya, why not?" I say.

James ace's POV

I walk into my agent's office. He has asked to meet with me.

"James! Here you are!" he says as he turns off his phone.

"I've been thinking about your new movie coming out." It is true. I am costarring in a move called make it happen. It is about a woman, who is being played by the glorious Maria Stefan, who is learning to get over the loss of her now dead husband and dead daughter. I play her best friend who has known her from birth. Soon she tries to kill her self… Yada yada, I save her… She marries me. You get the gist.

"I have been talking to her agent, and we think a fake relationship will get the movie started." He says. I freeze. I haven't been in a relationship, fake or not, with any one after her death.

But, hey! It has been some where in between six or seven years! I can do this.

"Ya, sure no problem."

"Good, good. And a few 'leaked' photos with you and your daughter at the zoo with Maria would be good."

"You mean Janett, right." But I know he means Dakota. I remember when I brought her to work with her. That day they the people who worked here started to call her 'Spunky.'

"Naw, I mean the cute one, um what's her name? Hmmm? Carolina, Virginia, Dako-, that's it Dakota!"

"Sure, I'll get her to come." I say.

Dakota's POV

I hear the doorbell ring. I get out of bed to answer it, but Jack is already there. I slowly peek my head around the banister stopping me from falling. And my dad is there.

I run into the closest place I can get into. I run into Aunt Lilly's room. I stop my self from running into her desk with my hands. In doing this I send up papers that are laying on it.

Then I see something with my name on it. I pick it up. I drop it.

I curl up in a corner a silent ear runs down my face

The paper is an adoption paper. Covering the transfer of Dakota Ace, me, from James Ace to Lillian Anderson. I'm not my James Ace's child anymore.

He gave me away.

Luke's POV

I walk into the entrance hall and see Jack frozen in front of a man.

I walk in front of jack and wave my hand in his face. He blinks and walks away, dumb found.

"Hello sir, can I help you?" I ask him. "Yes, I am here to speak to Dakota." He says.

"Umm, sure, let me find her, until then you can sit here," I point to he couch. He nods and sits down.

I walk up stairs and knock on Koa's door. No answer. I open it and she isn't in there. Weird. I walk slowly up and down the hallway, and then I hear a sobbing noise coming from Mrs. Anderson's room.

I open the door and find her crying in the corner.

I run up to her and say "Koa! Are you ok?" she stifles a sob and stuffs a sheet of paper into her pocket.

I'm not sure what is wrong, but I can tell she just wants to keep it to herself. So, instead I hug her and hold her in my arms. She quietly cries into my shoulder as I gently stroke her long black hair and curl her blue strand around my fingers.

After a moment of silence I interrupt, "You need to talk to him."

"I know."

I help her up and we walk towards the door.

Kim's POV

I walk down stairs and pass by a man in the living room. I walk into the kitchen and run into Jack. Instead of saying hello he ignores me. Well, really it looked like he was thinking really hard, but that is no reason to not say hello!

"Hello to you to Jack," I say.

"Not the time Kim."

I frown. "What's wrong," I say in a quiet voice. "Koa's dad is here."

"So he's the guy in the living room!" I say a bit louder. "Yes, now be quiet he might hear you." He says in an urgent whisper.

I slid down next to him. He cocks his head and looks at me. "I love you Kim." I look at him in shock. I don't waist time; I tackle him in a hug and start to cry tears of joy. "I love you too."

He turns me around and pulls me closer to him and he kisses me. He pulls me off the floor wrapped in his arms. My hands get tangled in his hair. He leaves a trail of fire across my neck and he trails his lips to my jaw line. He surprises me by biting my lower lip.

We go back to mouth to mouth and his tongue begs for entrance, and I happily allow him to enter. He tasted like mint and vanilla.

I soak up every bit of this. We play tug-a-war with our tongues and he examines the inside of my mouth. My legs are wrapped around his waist.

Soon the kiss mellows down so he is gently pulling our waist together. Then we brake apart and he pulls me into his lap on the kitchen counter. My head is leaned on his shoulder and I can feel the steady beat of his heart through his shirt. I stare fondly up into his warm brown eyes, like chocolate.

Then I hear people walking down the stairs. We go to investigate.

Luke's POV

I walked behind her as we went down the staircase. A man in a formal business suit was sitting in the living room.

"Hello, Dakota." Her name is usually reminds me of running water, or the forest, but when he says it it sounds odd, too stuffy and formal. "I have some ideas we can talk about over dinner, which I insist I pay for at Providence."

"Providence! You have to reserve months before you can get in… just to eat in the dumpster!" Kim exclaims. "Not if you know a guy, honey." She looked a little taken back by his answer.

So, we all got changed and waited for the limo. Jack and I are wearing button up tops with dress pants.

The girls came down. Kim was wearing a sleeveless white dress with grey flower stitching and a black belt sewn into the dress. The dress went about four inches above the waist. Koa was wearing a navy dress with white wavy stitching on it. The dress is one of those dresses that tie around the back of your neck. The dress also stopped around the same length.

I hear a noise from up front and we all go in silence to the window. After confirming that it was the limo we go up to it and climb in. we all sit in silence.

Hey! Thanks for reading and reviewing! You don't know how happy you comments make me. I love all of my readers and I make these stories for them. So, here is the sneak preview of "Gone." I hope you like!

Jack's POV

I put my hands in my head and try not to cry. Though it is very not to cry at the funeral of the girl you liked. Oh what the hell! I fricking loved her! She was my best friend for three years!

I remember the day I heard the news. I still had the fancy gold letter wrinkled up on my bed. According to everyone else she had died in a car crash.

I could see the rest of the gang closer to the front. I sat in back and couldn't help notice an oddly dressed girl. She is wearing a tee shirt and jeans wither long black hair down in waves that looked like it took her about a hour even though she acted like it is always like that. Her hand gripped a bouquet of flowers so tightly that the flowers are already dead. She looked very perplexed like she thought that Kim shouldn't be having a funeral.

Finally it is time to pay our respects to the body. Stood up at my turn and looked at the girl and asked, "Are you going up?" she smirked to her self like it is in inside joke. "Naw, I would only pay respects to the real body." This kind of troubled me, but I pushed the thought away. I mean she is coming to a funeral in jeans.

I walked up to the casket and looked in. my breath stopped and I froze in place. I even couldn't hear the sound of Millton weeping like a six year old. I looked back in the casket. This isn't Kim.

There you go! I'm so sorry that the chapter took sooooo long. My laptop wont let me log in. ok I'm busy writing the rest of Gone, so the next chapt will take longer. I'm sorry. Please review! By the way I will be giving out 'awards' after the next chapter. Everyone who reviewed will be mentioned and I will suggest some other great stories to you.

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