I am soooooo sorry you guys had to wait so long. I meant to update sooner, but something was wrong and I couldn't acsess my account and update it, big sorry, but now I can.

As she jumped off the bus, Sarah had already decided to go up to Eliot and say sorry for snapping at him.

She unlocked the apartment, dumped her bag on her bed, changed from her knee-length skirt and singlet. She got into a white mini-skirt, a black wrap-around, a thick black belt and tucked her hair behind her ears. She walked out of the apartment.

Sarah walked back into the elevator and pressed the button for the Penthouse. As the elevator whizzed up, Sarah twisted her neck from side to side and fidgeted with her belt. As the elevator stopped, Sarah wondered whether she should go back down.

It was easy to tell which door to knock on because as soon as the door pinged open, it came up to a foyer with a singular door standing a few meters in front.

Sarah tensely knocked on the door. On the door and waited.

A gorgeous blonde who looked around eighteen answered. She was wearing a lime jumper with a white skirt. Her face was slightly tanned and she looked as though she hadn't done an ounce of hard work in her life.

"Uh, yeah?"

"Um," Sarah paused and glanced again at the girl. "I'm here to see Eliot. Is he around?"

The girl suddenly grinned.

"Uh-hu," she stuck out her hand. "I'm Anne Murtaugh, by the way. Eliot's my little brother." Anne went back inside and looked around. Sarah heard her asking somebody, "Sarina's not due back for a while, right?" And then she came back to the door. "You can come in for a bit."

"Uh, thanks," Sarah walked into the room. She bit back a gasp as she looked around. Everything was new and flash and expensive looking. "Can I just talk to Eliot?"

"Yeah," Anne flashed another smile, almost as though she knew something Sarah didn't. Anne walked off down a hallway and then another boy appeared.

"Who are you?" The boy asked.

"I'm Sarah," Sarah gave the boy a quick smile. "I just want to talk to Eliot." The boy seemed suddenly interested and he walked over to where Sarah was standing.

"I'm Kenneth," Kenneth said, sticking out his hand. Sarah lifted an eyebrow quizzically, but shook his hand. "He's my brother. I didn't know Eliot had a girlfriend. Usually he ignores girls." Kenneth smiled evilly as Sarah blushed slightly.

"No, I've only known Eliot for a few days," Sarah twisted her hands.

Eliot suddenly appeared. Sarah made an once-over at his black three-quarters and crisp white shirt with grey stripes across the front.

"Hi, Sarah," Eliot grinned at her. Sarah gave him a small smile. "Uh, Kenneth, you'd better get studying." As Kenneth turned to go, Eliot leaned down and whispered, "If dad or Sarina comes back early, cover me, right bro?" The two boys grinned and then Kenneth went off down the hallway. "Uh, my brothers and sisters will listen here; you wanna go for a walk?"

"Sure," Sarah would be pleased when they got out of the expensive looking place. She felt as though any moment she would trip and break something, it would've been a typical Sarah thing to do.

As they stood in the elevator, they were in uncomfortable. Sarah kept her eye strained on the buttons while Eliot ran his hand through his spiky hair and gave her quick glances. As the elevator opened, both walked through, still not looking at each other.

"There's a park not to far down," Eliot told Sarah.

She nodded absently and they walked the next two blocks in the same uncomfortable silence.

"Uh, what did you come over for?" Eliot asked as they reached the park.

There were groups of kids and their parents at the main playground. Teenage boys and a few giggling girl surrounded the skating ramp where boys were doing tricks on their skate-boards and bikes. There was a clump of trees on top of a hill with a picnic table beneath which was free at the far side, overlooking the skating bowel.

The two settled down, Sarah on one side with her legs up along the seat and Eliot sitting on the table, his legs dangling over the edge.

"This is my favourite place," Eliot began as he looked around. "It's usually quite quiet and stuff, good place to think, or do hard homework." He stopped and they lapsed into uncomfortable silence.

"Um, I came over to say I'm sorry," Sarah said in a rush. "I mean, I shouldn't have snapped at you. You didn't know, I mean, you didn't know what happened and so I shouldn't have snapped at you." Sarah stopped as she realized she was talking mumbo-jumbo, fast and furious and was probably making a fool out of herself in front of Eliot. Turning red, Sarah couldn't look up at Eliot.

Suddenly, she felt her eyes turn wet as she remembered her family, and to her horror she felt tears drip down her cheeks. Sarah waited for Eliot to snort in disgust and walk off.

"Hey," Eliot pushed Sarah's legs off the seat and slipped off the table and onto the sat beside her. "Hey, look, I shouldn't have asked about your parents, especially if it upsets you this much." Eliot felt slightly uncomfortable, but brushed Sarah's silky hair behind one of her ears. There were a few tears dripping down her cheeks and Eliot pushed a few tears away with his finger.

Sarah smiled ruefully up at him.

"You probably think I'm a baby," Sarah brushed her hand over her face and the tears disappeared. She blinked expertly a few times and then smiled, although her eyes remained sad. "I'd better be going back…uh, home."

She walked off, Eliot's eyes on her the whole way.

The next chapter will be up on Wednesday!