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~*Ellie's POV*~

/Why did he have to leave that way?/ I asked myself for the thousandth time. I knew his reasoning, but I was still upset. I didn't need to think, I knew what I wanted. It's the same thing I've always wanted.

I wanted Luke. Plain and simple. I wanted is arms around me, I wanted his lips on mine, I wanted his child in me. Now all I had to do was convince him.

Monday morning, I walked into my office with a giant grin on my face. Nothing could upset me today. Not even Jack, who was cowering in the corner. "Jack, I'm no longer upset with you, and you know it. It was just stress. I always get that way."

"Ellie, I've got to ask you something." I turned around, a little surprised. Jack sounded so serious. "Are we going to be at each others throat all the time now?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's just that since Luke came back, all we do is argue. You're my best friend and I love you, but I don't think that we'll stay friends if it keeps up."

I quickly went over to Jack and gave him a hug. "I'm so sorry. When I first saw him, and up until now, I felt like I was that same teenager back at the mall. I've realized that I'm not. I promise. well may be not promise, but I'll try not to fight with you about him. You are my best friend, so when I'm angry with him, I'll have to come to someone."

"So you back with him?"

"Not yet, but soon. Very soon."

"So how are you going to get him back?"

"I don't know yet. Maybe you can help?" I gave Jack a puppy dog look. He laughed and we began to make a plan. By tomorrow, he would be mine!

~*Luke's POV*~

Monday turned out to be a great day. The quizzes went well, and even Bitsy apologized for her behavior. As soon as the class was done with the quiz, they were repeating Arthur's question.

"I did rebel," I began, "but it was too late. The Guardian had fired me from my position for defending the Mallrats, so I no longer had much power. I tried to get other Chosen members to realize how obsess the Guardian was, but they wouldn't see it.

"The Chosen had become like one of those cults that were popular before the virus. Once you were, you were hooked. There was no way out."

"So, how were they defeated?" asked Bitsy.

"A couple of the Mallrats were on the outside. They formed a 'rebel' group and one day they attacked. The Guardian was at his breaking point, so when Bray, a Mallrat, showed up as Zoot, the Guardian lost it. The rebels were able to capture him and the Chosen were no more."

"What happened to the Guardian?" asked a brown-haired student.

"The Mallrats put him in prison. They were going to try him, but Tai- san convinced Bray and Amber he was crazy. Many people were upset with this and through their mistakes the Guardian was able to escape. He ends up killing somebody, but is soon recaptured. The city banished them."

"Did you go with them?"

"Yes, but I was just trying to escape the city. Once we reached our destination, I separated from the rest. I don't know what happened to them."

"Who are these Mallrats? I head they found the antidote, they defeated the Chosen, and then later the Technos. Were they the only ones who cared?" asked a blonde student.

"They weren't the only ones that cared, it was. I think it was just that they were willing to fight to get what they wanted. This is a hard question.

"Let's see. Imagine a world without adults. You are about the age you are right now. What are you going to do?"

"Fight," said half the class.

"Hide," said the other half.

"Arthur, why fight?"

"So no one could make me do what I don't want to do. If you fight, you survive."

"Good answer. Melanie, why hide?"

"I'd be scared. I wouldn't know what to do."

"This is what happened. The Mallrats tried to get the world back on its feet, but they weren't the only ones. Yes, there were tribes that hid, but they were scared. The people that made up the Mallrats were leaders. Those tribes that hid were made up of followers. That's why they did what they did. Okay, class is over. Remember the test that's on Wednesday."

That night, I went home feeling good. I thought the kids really understood what I was teaching them. I was surprise when I saw flowers on my doorstep. Picking them up, I cared them into my house. Putting them on the table, I pulled out the note.

/Dinner at my house tomorrow. 8 o'clock. Love, Ellie/

Dread coursed through me. I had scared her, and now she wanted me to leave. Well, she wasn't going to get that. I had chicken out last time. This time I won't.