First of all, you can thank Caseyrose18 for reminding me to update this story. I don't think if she'd PMed me that I'd have updated =P So this chapter's dedicated to her.

And second of all, I wanted to do a mini questionnaire, just two questions, answer it after you've read this chapter. 1) What's your favourite quote(s) from this story? 2) Who's your favourite character, not including Zach or Cammie?


Zach's POV

Once we arrived everyone set off to do their own thing once they got rooms. Cammie was alone, Bex and Liz were together, Macey was alone, Grant and Jonas were together, and I was alone. Yes, my summer house is that big.

Macey started unpacking everything straight away, and within fifteen minutes her room was filled with her stuff. Bex explored the house with Grant, heading straight for the attic first. Jonas opened his laptop, trying to track down where we were. Of course he couldn't. And Cammie went out to her balcony, staring out at the neighbor's house.

Except for my summer house and the other one, no one lived here. I didn't know my neighbors. Heck, the last time I'd come here, which had been last year, there hadn't even been another house.

I leaned against the doorframe to her room, just watching her.

"I know you're there." She said.

I smirked. Of course she did. "Like the view?"

She turned to me and gave a taunting smile. "I'd prefer having an ocean view, but I guess this is as good as it gets."

I gave her a suspicious look. "There may be a beach nearby…" I hinted.

She laughed and flopped onto her bed. "Good. I don't think I'd be able to handle Macey's constant complaints that she's stuck in the house all day." She propped herself up and plastered a mock-horrified expression on her face. "Who knows, maybe she'd get so desperate for shopping, that she'd actually go on Amazon to order clothes."

"I heard that you know!" Macey's voice yelled from three doors down.

"So, you know your neighbor?" Cammie asked, suddenly changing the topic.

I shook my head. "Nope. Never met them before."

She got up. "Huh," Walking out on the balcony, she tied up her hair and I noticed something that made me freeze for a second. "So they're new?"

I ignored her question and brushed back her hair. "Cammie… Is that a tattoo?" On the back of her neck was a picture of a sun with many points. In the middle there was an eye.

For a second she tensed, then laughed. "Zach, how stupid do you think I am? Of course it's not a tattoo. It's one of those temporary ones from gum wrappers. It'll come off soon."

"So you put it where no one else could see it?" I said skeptically.

She raised her eyebrows. "Seriously, Zach. I did it for fun, okay? I thought it would be cool, but apparently it's not."

"No, no. Look, I'm sorry-"

Just as I was going to keep apologizing Grant and Bex burst in. "Dude, you have got the most awesome attic in all of history." Bex gasped. The two looked like they were breathless. I really hoped it was because they were searching through the crap up there really hard.

"Except for the part where there are lots of spiders." Grant added. Bex turned to him, appalled that he was frightened by something like that. He reddened. "Not that that's scary or anything." He added hastily. She was still giving him a look. He pointed at her face. "That is though." She smacked the back of his head and walked out of the room. He followed her.

Cammie and I were alone again. She looked weirded out by the short conversation we'd just witnessed. Then she turned and said. "Let's go meet your neighbor."


A few hours later everyone was ready. Yes, a few hours. No one was in the mood to leave right then, they were all tired. So we all napped, then got ready. It was night by the time we stepped out of the house.

Cammie had her lipstain on again. Vivid even in the darkness. She'd even used a smokey around her eyes. For a second I wondered if she was trying to impress anyone, because even her clothes were un-Cammie –like. Most everything was.

Macey was the last one we had to wait for. She apparently had forgotten to pack a pair of her favourite high heels and had to change her whole outfit because of them.

Finally, we were out.

A couple minutes and we were at the door to the neighboring house. Cammie went up first, stepping in front of everyone, and ringing the doorbell. No one came.

"I don't think it works." Bex said. "I didn't hear it ring."

We all glanced up at the house. It was wet from rain and vines crawled up like spidery fingers. It was like one of those houses you'd find in a horror movie.

Cammie rapped her knuckles loudly against the wooden door.

Then we heard footsteps.

The door opened and a guy emerged. His hair was black, tipped with white, like icicles. His eyes were just as dark. When he saw Cammie he smiled. Then he looked at the rest of us. "I thought I heard you guys." He held out his hand to Cammie who had a similar grin on her face. He kept his eyes on her and shook her hand. "I'm Lance."


And the Wonderland is back... =)

What's going to happen now? Lance is back, but no one knows who he is... Something big is coming. You better watch out...

Ivoryyy