A/N- sorry, i know my chapters have been kind of short, and rosethorn's been kinda out of character! Well she's back! (u know; luv can change people i should know this tasi., feiry, oscar shut up.) thanx to all of those who showed to me that she's out! Thanx
Now.....THE STORY!


Crane walked into the lab. He thought that he'd be the first, but Rosethorn was already there. She was looking into the experimentation tray. He couldn't tell what she saw, so he walked over and peered in. He gasped.

Inside the tray, the mixture showed that it had worked. Finally, after months in the lab, they'd finished it!

He felt like weeping, but he restrained himself. It wouldn't be right for a grown man to cry. He looked at Rosethorn who looked at him. He couldn't tell by her features whether she was excited too or whether she didn't care. Where was Tris when he needed her? She would be excited for both of them.

Rosethorn couldn't tell whether Crane was happy or not. He probably was, like her, but she just couldn't tell. She thought back to her entry last night. She'd decided not to keep acting nice to Crane, she would just be herself. Also, she wasn't going to pursue him, she'd just sit back and wait. A lot can happen when you write your thoughts.

Crane looked at her. He was going to do it. He was going to ask her if she wanted to celebrate tonight with him.
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Briar looked around Rosethorn's room in frustration. She'd told him that there was an extra vile of peppermint in here. But where!? He started searching.

He looked on her dresser; nothing. He looked on her bookshelf; nothing. Maybe it was by her bed. He reached into her nightstand drawer. Nothing, but there was a book. Maybe it was a gardening book, but there was no title. Oh well, he'd just have to look inside.

He picked it up, and opened it. There was writing. He looked closer. He'd only learned to read a year ago, but he was told he was very good. This looked like a diary. His interests sparked. You shouldn't do it, a little voice in the back of his head said. Who cares? Another voice said.

Briar mentally struggled with himself until he gave in. He closed the drawer, and left the room with the diary. He'd look for the peppermint later.
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"Uh- Rosethorn, do you want to-uh- like come over tonight and celebrate?" Crane asked. Rosethorn looked at him. Now he'd done it, she obviously didn't like him and now he'd just blown it. Good going Crane.

Rosethorn couldn't believe it. Had Crane just asked her out on a date? She hoped so, but...... "Crane, I would, but I promised Lark, I'd help make dinner. As much as I'd love to back out of cooking, I can't. But
maybe you can come over? Lark always loves to have company over." Why was she being so nice! Hadn't she decided she wouldn't be nice to him? Oh well.

Crane was shocked. She'd just accepted, sort of. "Sure Rosethorn, I'll be there. I know when dinner is."

After that they set to getting the lab cleaned up. Then they'd go spread the news that they were done with this experiment.

When Rosethorn got home, she told Lark that they'd have another guest tonight.

"Rosie, I'm glad to have someone else at the table, but since when do you invite people over for dinner? Especially Crane?" Lark asked.

Tris (who was helping make dinner) agreed, "Yeah, Rosethorn, this is strange."

What could she say Yeah I like Crane. No that would just scare them. "Look we finished, and so we decided to celebrate. This was a bigger occasion, so we figured we'd celebrate."

The others seemed to accept that. Good. She left.

Briar wasn't the least bit surprised to hear Crane was joining them. He'd read the journal and knew she liked him. Maybe he should hook them up. No, he didn't know that he liked her, and he didn't want to humiliate her.

But she wouldn't hang him up in her well, because she wouldn't want to ruin his plant's water. Maybe he should think about this.

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I AM STILL WAITING FOR WHAT THEY'RE WORKING ON! I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO CLUE! HELP!
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