So apparently the last update sucked butt. I'm kind of disappointed no one even bothered to leave feedback, bad or not. But I'm finally dragging myself back to the computer to write another chapter. Feedback would be much appreciated. Oh and PS, Tratie chapters from now on may either be ones where they are not dating, or they are. In this one, they are NOT DATING.

-A week later. I have had no internet for a week. I wrote this and then couldn't upload it. It was so annoying and frustrating. Anyway, enjoy.

Eyes

"How come out of everyone in camp, Chiron had to choose us two to…what are we doing again?" Katie asked as Travis led her into an elevator. Travis smirked. Katie knew she wasn't going to like his response.

"He didn't send us to do anything…I lied." He said as the doors closed and he pressed the top button. Surprisingly, Katie didn't scream. She just puffed out a loud breath through her nose, before sighing.

"How did I even fall for that one?" She complained, banging her head once against the reflective walls of the elevator. Travis shrugged, his smirk still present on his face.

"I don't know. It was way too easy to get you here to be honest." Katie was going to retort, but a sudden screeching sound pierced the two's ears, causing their hands to automatically shoot up to cover their ears. The sudden halting motion of the elevator sent them stumbling against the walls with a thud.

"Travis, what did you do?" Katie demanded harshly. And the yelling was back.

"Do you really think I could control this, Katie? Really?" He demanded. Katie moaned before sliding down the cool elevator wall onto the floor. Travis copied her actions against the opposing wall.

"What do we do now?" Katie whined. Travis shrugged.

"Sit here and wait for help." He replied simply. There was silence for a few minutes, before Travis spoke up.

"Let's play a game."

"What kind of game?" Katie asked wearily. Travis racked his brain for a game. He hadn't thought of that part.

"We can play that game I saw some of the little kids playing at camp. It's where you go through every letter in the alphabet stating a name, play, food, and something that can be sold."

"That sounds so stupid."

"It is. But we're stuck in an elevator and have nothing to do. So we're playing this stupid game." Katie groaned.

"Fine. You go first."

"My names Aaron, I live in America, I sell armadillos…that begins with a, right? Yeah. And I eat apples. Your turn." Katie slammed her head against the wall once before starting.

"My name is Belle, I live in Baltimore, I sell balls,"

"Heh, balls."

"Shut up. And I eat-"

"Balls." Travis laughed immaturely. Katie leaned forward, getting really close in his face before slapping him.

"You're disgusting and immature. And I eat bananas."

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA BANANAS!"

"TRAVIS!" She screeched.

"S-s-sorry." He laughed. "My name's Cole…"

An hour later and they were still stuck in the elevator.

"My name's Mark, I like in-"

"THIS GAME IS SO STUPID! I QUIT!" Katie yelled.

"Fine, fine. No more stupid letter game…how about a staring contest?"

"You are so on!" Katie said before blinking her eyes a few times and staring Travis down. Travis did the same.

Wow…his eyes are a really nice shade of blue…wait, what?

Woah! I can't even tell what freaking color her eyes are! Are they green, blue, brown, or what? Is there a name for having like, twenty colors in your eyes? Maybe I should ask Katie…nah, that'd be awkward…

Wow, he's staring at me so weirdly…although I guess that's what happens in a staring contest. It's nothing.

Her eyes have a fairly nice shape to them too…almost like those nuts…what are they called, what are they called, it's on the tip of my tongue, what are they called...? ALMONDS! Now who's the smarty-pants? Okay, it's still Katie.

I wonder what he's thinking right now.

I wonder what she's thinking…hehe probably thinking about balls…but seriously.

I bet if I-

"Woah!" The two cried in unison, both of them blinking. The elevator had opened again, and it was back on the ground floor. The doors opened and they saw a few workers standing there.

"We got 'em!" One of them exclaimed, causing the other workers to cheer happily. A light tint brushed Katie's cheek as she realized what had just happened. It left both of them thinking two different things.

What just happened in there?

Man, have I got it bad.

So what do you guys think? Better than the last chapter? I must have seriously screwed up the last chapter or something. No feedback is usually a bad thing. So I'm going to be doing my best to stay on top of this story, but if the feedback stays this slow, I'm going to lose motivation.

Have a good morning/afternoon/evening, whichever you're reading this at.

Mystery Morgan