AN( I'm so sorry! I just now realized, I messed up the ending in the last fic! It should have been Chloe asking, Roach? instead of Briar? I'm so sorry! Don't kill me, pwease! I'm only a kid! (I'm not a goat!) But, just don't flame me, please. I've realized my mistake, and now I told you. BYE NOW!)

Name:Lightning

Rating: PG-13

Summery: Chloe goes back to Memory Lane, and get's mad at briar! You find out why she doesn't like him! heehee

Chapter Two:Memories


Show me the meanin
Of bein lonely
So many words
For the broken hear
It's hard to see
in a crimson love
So hard to breathe
Walk with me
And maybe
Nights of light
So soon to come
Wild and free
I could feel the sun
Your every wish
Will be done
They tell me
Show me the meaning
Of bein lonely
Is this the feelin
I need to walk with?
Tell me why
I can't be there
Where you are
There's somethin' missin
In my heart

-BSB
Show Me the Meanin Of Being Lonely

~*~Memories of Chloe~*~

I was just a young girl, when I was taught who I was. What class, or level, some people say. Most people don't learn as early as I did, but, i learned from my brother, Flash. We were going through the town, and people were calling us names.

"Look! The street rat couldn't find a girlfrined! So he uses his sister!"

"Flash?" I asked. "What's a street rat?"

"WE're street rats. Everyone has their own kind. Like us. We're the street rats. We steal things. Them, they're merchants. They don't like us, because we steal things. You see...Everyone has a place."

That's my first ever lesson. Everyone has a lesson in life, this was one of my many. My brother wasn't proud of what we were, but that's all we would ever bve, because that's how our family lives. But, like everyone else, I had good times. But, there are always the bad things. I lived with Flash untill, I was twelve, I think. But, I didn't want to leave my btoher. I had no choice..He was going to the coal mines for the rest of his life. He had gotten a third X on him, for getting in trouble. My brother had been best frineds with a boy named Roach. He was supposed to watch me, but he ran off. I could never believe it.

So, I was shipped off to Winding Circle to become a student. And there, I found, Roach. Only, now he is called....BRIAR MOSS! Can you believe it? I used to be Violet Eyes, because of my eyes, and now I'm called Chloe Storms.

~*~*~BACK INTO REALITY~*~*~

"SO, you're called Briar now?" Chloe Storms asked, running her fingers through her jet black hair.

"Yes. It's been a while, Violet Eyes. What are you called now?"

"Chloe Storms."

"hmm..Chloe. Thats a pretty name. What does Storms mean? Why'd you pick it?"

"Well. No, as I think of it...I'm known to make storms."

Chloe forced a smile.

"I'm sorry, but I have to get back."

"Why leave so soon?" he asked.

"You must've forgotten, Briar Moss, but I'm still a street rat. I still like to be called Violet Eyes. I didn't betray my best friend, for thesome stupid school. My brother is in the coal mines, for the rest of his life. You were supposed to take cared of me, I mean, watch out for me. ANd so far you've done a bad job. I have to go now, Briar Moss."

ANd with that, Chloe turned her heal and left, heading back to the dorms.

~I don not want to go to Dicipline. I hate Roach now, because he betrayed my brother. They were like brothers, but, now hes a trader. He was supposed to be the guy I liked. Now..I could care less if he dropped off the face of the Earth.

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that was bizarre. Can you tell, I can't even make a LONG chapter. I mean, it's the weekend. I can't even write a long chapter! the last chapter...wasn't long either. Ok, now, this is why I'm writing short stories. I'm writing it because every long chapter I wrote I never finished the series. I think this might work. Bye now!

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone except Chloe. The song belongs to Backstreet Boys, and whoever else in the world owns it. Happy Birthday, everyone in the world has a birthday.

GO PANTHERS!!

Ok, with out further ado, REVIEW! PWEEEEEAAAAASSSSSSEEEEE! DON"T FLAME PLEASE. I LOVE BRIAR! I FEEL SORRY FOR HIM NOW, CHLOE"S KICKIN" HIS BUTT. SOrry. Bye now!