I'm bacckkk!!! hehe...
Disclaimer: Dont own em.
Chapter 1
" You know he's weak." Stacey spoke softly, stroking her boyfriend's cheek.
" He's not weak Stace… just stupid." Brent's eyes narrowed. " We need him on our side."
" Why?? Why do we need that traitor on our side again? Let him starve!"
" I'll tell you why we need that traitor." Brent growled, grabbing the girl's neck, slamming her against the wall. " That TRAITOR is the very key to getting the revenge I want on the Phillips family." He growled. " And until that TRAITOR is on our side, that girl can continue to ruin everything my father dreamed of!"
" I'm sorry…" Stacey whimpered.
" Sometimes…" Brent's eyes glowed gold as a smirk crossed his face. " Sorry isn't good enough." He whispered into her ear, snapping her neck. " Stupid girl… thought she could actually fake being one of us… where do they get these stupid ideas?" He sighed, wiping his hands clean. He stretched, leaving the room.
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" Help me!!" A blond haired girl screamed, trying to get away from the spiky haired male chasing her.
" Where am I?" Fi thought to herself, her eyes wide. The guy was going to kill that girl… right in front of her. " STOP!" She shouted, but her pleas went unheard. The guy pounced on the girl, and hit her in the head, knocking her unconscious. He glanced up, looking directly at Fiona.
" Fi!" Miranda shook the teenager, smiling. " Fiona it's seven… time to get ready for school." She smiled, seeing the girl rub her eyes, then sit up.
" Goody." Fi mumbled, standing up. She tried to push her dream out of her head, walking into the bathroom.
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Fiona began the walk to school, sighing. These were the times she wished Greg, Tracey or even Dave lived closer to her. She hated walked to school, especially after having one of those nightmares. She always felt so paranoid, as if someone was watching her. She touched her necklace, thinking of her family and friends, especially of Clu.
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The blue haired teen followed Fiona quietly towards her school. Something was bothering her, but he didn't know what.
He hated to see her so upset, but knew that she probably had reason to be. So far from her family, still grieving over the loss of her father, the constant pressure to be just like Annie, he knew all of it. That's why he had chosen this place to live, to be her comfort.
He casually walked over to her, smiling as a slight breeze came, blowing the loose papers Fiona held in her hand fly around. He bent down, and picked them up, handing them to her.
" Um... thank you." Fiona smiled, reaching to take the papers from him.
He merely smiled, getting a shock when their hands connected.
*I miss him so much.* He heard Fiona think and inwardly, he felt his heart drop.
" Thank you." Fiona said again, looking at him. He looked at her, biting his lip.
" Your welcome." He whispered. Nervously, he pushed his hat back, revealing his face. Fiona gasped, and he looked at her.
" It's you..." She whispered. *She does remember me...*
" Excuse me?"
" Get away from me!" She exclaimed, beginning to run.
" Fiona..." He whispered, standing there, confusion written across his face. Why had she run from him?
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Tracey sat on the top of one of the many desks, sighing. Greg and Dave were in the front of the room, goofing off. The three heard the door open, and saw Fiona run in, knocking Greg and Dave to the ground.
" Whoa, a little slower Fi, I don't think your late yet..." Tracey grinned, looking at her friend.
" Sorry." Fiona said quietly, lending her hands to her friends. The two boys took them gratefully, dusting the dirt off of their uniforms.
" What got you so upset?" Greg asked, looking at his friend. Over the past few months Fiona had moved here, she and Greg had become very close, and he could read her like a book.
" Nothing, I just saw something freaky."
" Wanna share with the class?" Dave asked. Tracey shot him a look, and Greg hit him in the head.
" Come on Fi." Tracey said, taking her friend's hand. Fiona nodded, allowing her friend to lead her to the girl's bathroom. " Ok spill it."
" I had another nightmare last night." Fiona muttered, leaning against one of the stall doors.
" Oh man..." Tracey whispered after her friend had finished describing the dream to her. Fiona sighed, wiping the tears from her eyes.
" That's not the worst of it. Today, when I was walking to school, I saw him."
" Fi..."
" I'm serious Tracey. I saw him. He gave me my papers... It was like one of those stalker things, when the stalker goes and sees the person he's stalking?"
" Fiona, calm down, it probably was just your imagination."
" Sure it was."
" I'm serious. Just think, two more days and you'll be with your family, and all of this will be gone. That's probably why you're getting the dreams in the first place, nervousness about seeing your friends and family again."
" You think way too much of this." Fiona sighed, smiling a little.
" Thank you. So... excited to see Clu?" Tracey asked, grinning. Fiona laughed, nodding a little. " Aww..."
" Tracey..."
" Too bad he isn't here now, he could take you to the junior prom!"
" Ok now your getting carried away." Fiona laughed, walking out of the bathroom.
" I'm serious. It could happen."
" Ok your nuts." Fiona grinned.
Disclaimer: Dont own em.
Chapter 1
" You know he's weak." Stacey spoke softly, stroking her boyfriend's cheek.
" He's not weak Stace… just stupid." Brent's eyes narrowed. " We need him on our side."
" Why?? Why do we need that traitor on our side again? Let him starve!"
" I'll tell you why we need that traitor." Brent growled, grabbing the girl's neck, slamming her against the wall. " That TRAITOR is the very key to getting the revenge I want on the Phillips family." He growled. " And until that TRAITOR is on our side, that girl can continue to ruin everything my father dreamed of!"
" I'm sorry…" Stacey whimpered.
" Sometimes…" Brent's eyes glowed gold as a smirk crossed his face. " Sorry isn't good enough." He whispered into her ear, snapping her neck. " Stupid girl… thought she could actually fake being one of us… where do they get these stupid ideas?" He sighed, wiping his hands clean. He stretched, leaving the room.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
" Help me!!" A blond haired girl screamed, trying to get away from the spiky haired male chasing her.
" Where am I?" Fi thought to herself, her eyes wide. The guy was going to kill that girl… right in front of her. " STOP!" She shouted, but her pleas went unheard. The guy pounced on the girl, and hit her in the head, knocking her unconscious. He glanced up, looking directly at Fiona.
" Fi!" Miranda shook the teenager, smiling. " Fiona it's seven… time to get ready for school." She smiled, seeing the girl rub her eyes, then sit up.
" Goody." Fi mumbled, standing up. She tried to push her dream out of her head, walking into the bathroom.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
Fiona began the walk to school, sighing. These were the times she wished Greg, Tracey or even Dave lived closer to her. She hated walked to school, especially after having one of those nightmares. She always felt so paranoid, as if someone was watching her. She touched her necklace, thinking of her family and friends, especially of Clu.
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
The blue haired teen followed Fiona quietly towards her school. Something was bothering her, but he didn't know what.
He hated to see her so upset, but knew that she probably had reason to be. So far from her family, still grieving over the loss of her father, the constant pressure to be just like Annie, he knew all of it. That's why he had chosen this place to live, to be her comfort.
He casually walked over to her, smiling as a slight breeze came, blowing the loose papers Fiona held in her hand fly around. He bent down, and picked them up, handing them to her.
" Um... thank you." Fiona smiled, reaching to take the papers from him.
He merely smiled, getting a shock when their hands connected.
*I miss him so much.* He heard Fiona think and inwardly, he felt his heart drop.
" Thank you." Fiona said again, looking at him. He looked at her, biting his lip.
" Your welcome." He whispered. Nervously, he pushed his hat back, revealing his face. Fiona gasped, and he looked at her.
" It's you..." She whispered. *She does remember me...*
" Excuse me?"
" Get away from me!" She exclaimed, beginning to run.
" Fiona..." He whispered, standing there, confusion written across his face. Why had she run from him?
*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
Tracey sat on the top of one of the many desks, sighing. Greg and Dave were in the front of the room, goofing off. The three heard the door open, and saw Fiona run in, knocking Greg and Dave to the ground.
" Whoa, a little slower Fi, I don't think your late yet..." Tracey grinned, looking at her friend.
" Sorry." Fiona said quietly, lending her hands to her friends. The two boys took them gratefully, dusting the dirt off of their uniforms.
" What got you so upset?" Greg asked, looking at his friend. Over the past few months Fiona had moved here, she and Greg had become very close, and he could read her like a book.
" Nothing, I just saw something freaky."
" Wanna share with the class?" Dave asked. Tracey shot him a look, and Greg hit him in the head.
" Come on Fi." Tracey said, taking her friend's hand. Fiona nodded, allowing her friend to lead her to the girl's bathroom. " Ok spill it."
" I had another nightmare last night." Fiona muttered, leaning against one of the stall doors.
" Oh man..." Tracey whispered after her friend had finished describing the dream to her. Fiona sighed, wiping the tears from her eyes.
" That's not the worst of it. Today, when I was walking to school, I saw him."
" Fi..."
" I'm serious Tracey. I saw him. He gave me my papers... It was like one of those stalker things, when the stalker goes and sees the person he's stalking?"
" Fiona, calm down, it probably was just your imagination."
" Sure it was."
" I'm serious. Just think, two more days and you'll be with your family, and all of this will be gone. That's probably why you're getting the dreams in the first place, nervousness about seeing your friends and family again."
" You think way too much of this." Fiona sighed, smiling a little.
" Thank you. So... excited to see Clu?" Tracey asked, grinning. Fiona laughed, nodding a little. " Aww..."
" Tracey..."
" Too bad he isn't here now, he could take you to the junior prom!"
" Ok now your getting carried away." Fiona laughed, walking out of the bathroom.
" I'm serious. It could happen."
" Ok your nuts." Fiona grinned.