Disclaimer: Don't own character's or show! Really, how many times do I have to say this.
A/N: If my scentances aren't perfect it's becase I'm only twelvve! So give me a brake! (I'm not shure how to use a ; so I guessed.)
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CH6
The rays of light from the sun glared into Clu and Jack's room. Clu twitced; moaning, he covered his eyes to protect them from the violent sun. After a minuet or two Clu finally gave up his fight for more sleep, and sat up. "Jack, you up yet?" No answere, "Jack?" Clu's voice was both worried and concerned. "Jack?!"
Clu looked over at Jack's bed. It was emty. "Where's are you Jack?" Clu wispered to himself.
Clu was about to scream out Jack's name when he heard him. "Carey! Give it back! 'Cmon man, it's not funny!"
Letting out a sigh of relief, Cluy relized that Jack was just already up. Carey must have tacken the ceral box right when Jack was about to pour it it's contents into his bowl. It was a new routine that Carey had come up with. Carey had a good reason too: it drove Jack crazy. Clu laughed, shaking his head.
Suddenly remembering the events from the day before, Clu spang out of bed and got dressed at practically the speed of light. Clu was about to leave the room when his mind was again being filled with doubt. Clu gulped, he knew he had to atleast try to tell them. "It's not like it that hard." Again Clu was talking to himself, "If they say no, I'll Just go by myself."
He grabed the map on wich he had circled the location. Clu walked casually into the room, grabbing a ceral bowl and the box Carey was keeping from Jack. Clu sat at the table and poured the cereal into the bowl. Then he gave it to Jack who had sat down, happy to finally eat. Clu poured the milk, wich was already on the table, into the bowl. Clu got up and grabbed a spon, then he began to eat.
"Guys," okay, this will be easy. Nothing to loose, right? Ohh... Why is this so hard?!
"What?" Jack asked.
Okay, here it goes, "I think I know where Fi is." Clu gulped, waiting for a responce.
"WHAT?!" Jack yelled. He was deeply suprized. "This better not be some sick joke."
"Why would it be-"
"What's Going on?" Molly asked as she and the other grown ups walked in.
"Clu says he knows where Fi is," Jack said.
"Think, I said I think I know where she is."
Molly didn't know what to make of this. She couldn't talk. She didn't have to though, for Irene said exactly what she was thinking. "Know where she is. What?! How?... Where?" She finished in a stern voice. Glaring at Clu, trying to get him to tell. Mothers had that kind of power.
Clu didn't know what to tell them. How can I explain how I think I Know? Clu asked himself. For now I guess I'll just skip that part. Clu still didn't know how to explain where she was. Instead of using words, Clu decided to use his map. Clu pulled out the map from his pocket. Unfolding it, he pointed to the circled location.
Irene could tell that Clu wasn't going to willingly tell how he had come come up with that. She would have to get serious with him.
"Clu," Irene said in a very serious voice. "I want you to tell us how you came up with this." She pointed to the map.
Clu looked at them and gulped. They won't beleive me... Nothing to loose... Not beleive... Opisite thoghts circled his brain, not leaving him alone. Clu shook his head, trying to clear it.
"Clu.." Irene glared at him. Clu looked at the ground. "Well," Irene probbed.
"Well, you see. I had this dream" Clu paused, trying to find the correct wording. Clu looked up into the eyes of familly and friends that were looking at him, exspectantly.
"What does the dream have to do with it?" Irene asked.
Ignoring his mom's question, Clu continued. "In the dream, I saw some one lying under a tree, by a river. I went over to the person. I couln't see the person face, but I knew it as Fi. I could sense it."
"Clu," This time it was Carey. "It's just a dream."
"I also saw a map and a circled location."
"It's just a dream. It doesn't mean a thing." Carey had pretty much decided that dreams don't mean anything. It was obvious.
"But you don't get it. I went on the internet." Clu didn't know why, but he began crying lightly. "The place in my dream really exists."
"You know, this happened with Fi's laptop," Jack said. "You know, the crystal ball thing. Let me guess- it's a sign." Jack said it with no fealing at all. Deep down though, he was crying, and had been since he had heard the knews.
"That's exactly what I'm saying!" Clu half yelled, half cryed from frustration. Finally, some one understands, Clu thought, and for less than a moment, his hopes shot up.
"Gimme a break, I was joking!" Turninging away, he muttered so barely anyone could hear, "You're becoming more like Fi each day." Everyone ignored the muttered comment.
Molly shook her head, "Clu, it's just a dream. It doesn't mean anything. Dreams are dreams."
Clu couldn't believe what he was hearing. Had everyone given up hope but himself? "Why doesn't anyone care?!" Clu screamed at the top of his lungs. Without waiting for a response, Clu stormed off to his room.
The words Clu had screamed rang through Molly's ears, richecheing off her brain and skull, and back out her ears. Only to return.
Molly didn't know why she had given up. She just knew she had.
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Angilly, Clu pulled out his laptop from under his pillow. He sat on the bottom bunk and connected to the internet. Clu found the site that he would have to buy his airplane tickets from.
"If they won't even try to help, I'll ust do it by myself," Clu muttered.
Clu looked around the site. All the tickets to South America were very high priced. After a few minuets, Clu was able to find resonably priced tickets. Clu got off his bed, setting his laptop on a chair. Clu lifted the mattress of the bed up a little, pulling out several bills. Clu counted the money. Sixty-one twentys, ten tens, and fifty-five fives. A total of one-thousand, five-hundred ninty-five.
"Wow," Clu mused. "Where in the world did I get all this cash?! Man, saving up money from birthdays and christmas' as well as money from jobs really pays off."
Clu had more than enough to by the ticket now. Looking at the map, Clu decided to fly to Cayanne. t would be the shortest distance to Fi from there. The flight would leave tomarrow at ten o' clock. He would have to take a bus to the airport. Clu began to pack his back pack with cloths, bug spray, rope, sun screen, a water bottle, and anything ealse he might need. Then he attached his sleeping bag to it.
Clu could tell that he had forgotten something. Thinking for a minuet, Clu decided it was the cell phone. He would need it if he found Fi. Or if something happened.
Clu hid his pack under a pile of cloths. He didn't want anyone to know that he was going alone. Clu hoped he could find Fiona- alive, that is. Clu sighed, the job ahead of him was very perrolous.
To get out for a while, Clu decided to head down to the nerby beach. He didn't feel like being around people who didn't even want to help save familly.
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"A dream, how dependable," Jack mused. He looked out the window of his bedroom, pretending not to care. Deep down though, he was deeply hurt. Fi was all he had left, besides his mom. Fi was his baby sister. "How can this be happening?" Jack wispered. He stuffed his head into the pillow, trying to muffle the sobs that had come.
If Fi died, what would I do? Mom would most likely quit the music biseness- forever. I would probally just lay in my room all day, doing nothing. There would be nothing to do. He couldn't tease his sister, or be nice to her, since she wouln't be there. Clu would probally take his anger/saddness out on everybody for not trying. He would say that the only reason Fi was not with them because no one was willing to try.
Carey, I don't know what he would do. He's taking this much different than the rest of this. He just thinks everything will turn out allright. I hope it does. I hope he's right. I couldn't bear another loss in my life. Especially my baby sister.
By now Jack's sobs had reduced, and he fell into a dead-like sleep. The only sing of life was his the mixture of sobing and breathing.
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"Fi," Molly wispered as she looked at the picture of Fi. "Why do you have to leave me too?"
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A/N: If my scentances aren't perfect it's becase I'm only twelvve! So give me a brake! (I'm not shure how to use a ; so I guessed.)
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CH6
The rays of light from the sun glared into Clu and Jack's room. Clu twitced; moaning, he covered his eyes to protect them from the violent sun. After a minuet or two Clu finally gave up his fight for more sleep, and sat up. "Jack, you up yet?" No answere, "Jack?" Clu's voice was both worried and concerned. "Jack?!"
Clu looked over at Jack's bed. It was emty. "Where's are you Jack?" Clu wispered to himself.
Clu was about to scream out Jack's name when he heard him. "Carey! Give it back! 'Cmon man, it's not funny!"
Letting out a sigh of relief, Cluy relized that Jack was just already up. Carey must have tacken the ceral box right when Jack was about to pour it it's contents into his bowl. It was a new routine that Carey had come up with. Carey had a good reason too: it drove Jack crazy. Clu laughed, shaking his head.
Suddenly remembering the events from the day before, Clu spang out of bed and got dressed at practically the speed of light. Clu was about to leave the room when his mind was again being filled with doubt. Clu gulped, he knew he had to atleast try to tell them. "It's not like it that hard." Again Clu was talking to himself, "If they say no, I'll Just go by myself."
He grabed the map on wich he had circled the location. Clu walked casually into the room, grabbing a ceral bowl and the box Carey was keeping from Jack. Clu sat at the table and poured the cereal into the bowl. Then he gave it to Jack who had sat down, happy to finally eat. Clu poured the milk, wich was already on the table, into the bowl. Clu got up and grabbed a spon, then he began to eat.
"Guys," okay, this will be easy. Nothing to loose, right? Ohh... Why is this so hard?!
"What?" Jack asked.
Okay, here it goes, "I think I know where Fi is." Clu gulped, waiting for a responce.
"WHAT?!" Jack yelled. He was deeply suprized. "This better not be some sick joke."
"Why would it be-"
"What's Going on?" Molly asked as she and the other grown ups walked in.
"Clu says he knows where Fi is," Jack said.
"Think, I said I think I know where she is."
Molly didn't know what to make of this. She couldn't talk. She didn't have to though, for Irene said exactly what she was thinking. "Know where she is. What?! How?... Where?" She finished in a stern voice. Glaring at Clu, trying to get him to tell. Mothers had that kind of power.
Clu didn't know what to tell them. How can I explain how I think I Know? Clu asked himself. For now I guess I'll just skip that part. Clu still didn't know how to explain where she was. Instead of using words, Clu decided to use his map. Clu pulled out the map from his pocket. Unfolding it, he pointed to the circled location.
Irene could tell that Clu wasn't going to willingly tell how he had come come up with that. She would have to get serious with him.
"Clu," Irene said in a very serious voice. "I want you to tell us how you came up with this." She pointed to the map.
Clu looked at them and gulped. They won't beleive me... Nothing to loose... Not beleive... Opisite thoghts circled his brain, not leaving him alone. Clu shook his head, trying to clear it.
"Clu.." Irene glared at him. Clu looked at the ground. "Well," Irene probbed.
"Well, you see. I had this dream" Clu paused, trying to find the correct wording. Clu looked up into the eyes of familly and friends that were looking at him, exspectantly.
"What does the dream have to do with it?" Irene asked.
Ignoring his mom's question, Clu continued. "In the dream, I saw some one lying under a tree, by a river. I went over to the person. I couln't see the person face, but I knew it as Fi. I could sense it."
"Clu," This time it was Carey. "It's just a dream."
"I also saw a map and a circled location."
"It's just a dream. It doesn't mean a thing." Carey had pretty much decided that dreams don't mean anything. It was obvious.
"But you don't get it. I went on the internet." Clu didn't know why, but he began crying lightly. "The place in my dream really exists."
"You know, this happened with Fi's laptop," Jack said. "You know, the crystal ball thing. Let me guess- it's a sign." Jack said it with no fealing at all. Deep down though, he was crying, and had been since he had heard the knews.
"That's exactly what I'm saying!" Clu half yelled, half cryed from frustration. Finally, some one understands, Clu thought, and for less than a moment, his hopes shot up.
"Gimme a break, I was joking!" Turninging away, he muttered so barely anyone could hear, "You're becoming more like Fi each day." Everyone ignored the muttered comment.
Molly shook her head, "Clu, it's just a dream. It doesn't mean anything. Dreams are dreams."
Clu couldn't believe what he was hearing. Had everyone given up hope but himself? "Why doesn't anyone care?!" Clu screamed at the top of his lungs. Without waiting for a response, Clu stormed off to his room.
The words Clu had screamed rang through Molly's ears, richecheing off her brain and skull, and back out her ears. Only to return.
Molly didn't know why she had given up. She just knew she had.
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Angilly, Clu pulled out his laptop from under his pillow. He sat on the bottom bunk and connected to the internet. Clu found the site that he would have to buy his airplane tickets from.
"If they won't even try to help, I'll ust do it by myself," Clu muttered.
Clu looked around the site. All the tickets to South America were very high priced. After a few minuets, Clu was able to find resonably priced tickets. Clu got off his bed, setting his laptop on a chair. Clu lifted the mattress of the bed up a little, pulling out several bills. Clu counted the money. Sixty-one twentys, ten tens, and fifty-five fives. A total of one-thousand, five-hundred ninty-five.
"Wow," Clu mused. "Where in the world did I get all this cash?! Man, saving up money from birthdays and christmas' as well as money from jobs really pays off."
Clu had more than enough to by the ticket now. Looking at the map, Clu decided to fly to Cayanne. t would be the shortest distance to Fi from there. The flight would leave tomarrow at ten o' clock. He would have to take a bus to the airport. Clu began to pack his back pack with cloths, bug spray, rope, sun screen, a water bottle, and anything ealse he might need. Then he attached his sleeping bag to it.
Clu could tell that he had forgotten something. Thinking for a minuet, Clu decided it was the cell phone. He would need it if he found Fi. Or if something happened.
Clu hid his pack under a pile of cloths. He didn't want anyone to know that he was going alone. Clu hoped he could find Fiona- alive, that is. Clu sighed, the job ahead of him was very perrolous.
To get out for a while, Clu decided to head down to the nerby beach. He didn't feel like being around people who didn't even want to help save familly.
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"A dream, how dependable," Jack mused. He looked out the window of his bedroom, pretending not to care. Deep down though, he was deeply hurt. Fi was all he had left, besides his mom. Fi was his baby sister. "How can this be happening?" Jack wispered. He stuffed his head into the pillow, trying to muffle the sobs that had come.
If Fi died, what would I do? Mom would most likely quit the music biseness- forever. I would probally just lay in my room all day, doing nothing. There would be nothing to do. He couldn't tease his sister, or be nice to her, since she wouln't be there. Clu would probally take his anger/saddness out on everybody for not trying. He would say that the only reason Fi was not with them because no one was willing to try.
Carey, I don't know what he would do. He's taking this much different than the rest of this. He just thinks everything will turn out allright. I hope it does. I hope he's right. I couldn't bear another loss in my life. Especially my baby sister.
By now Jack's sobs had reduced, and he fell into a dead-like sleep. The only sing of life was his the mixture of sobing and breathing.
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"Fi," Molly wispered as she looked at the picture of Fi. "Why do you have to leave me too?"
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