Disclamer: All characters belong to their owners.

Note: This is my friend's story, although I have become a coauthor in the story. I'm just the ideas person. .

This chapter is dedicated to F.A. Star Hawk, as she is the only reviewer thus far.

Now enough is enough and on with the story

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The next day Samantha already heard from Natalie what was going on between Melinda and Rebecca and how Max and Taylor got into it. She knew it all, even every word that were said. She was sworn to secrecy and she wasn't about to break that. She knew just how deadly Melinda's temper could get. "Johnny." She heard and turned the corner to find Melinda holding onto the end of her braid with one hand and trying to get the hair tie Johnny held over he's head with the other. "Johnny." Melinda whined again jumping a little to try and get her hair tie back. Samantha also saw that Kai and the Demolition boys were there also. 'How she pulls this off I never know but I sure as hell want to learn.' Samantha thought hiding form view a trick she learned from Melinda when they first met. "Give it back." Melinda whined again but the red head just smirked, as did the other boys.

"No." He said and she crossed her arms sending him her warm glare, as the girls knew it. It wasn't like a bloodthirsty icy glare she would normally give someone if they took something of hers.

"Fine, keep the stupid hair tie. What do I care? Why do guys have to be so damn immature?" Melinda said then was about to walk off when Kai handed it to her. She looked at it then looked at him in the eyes with her warm glare that had slightly chilled but not much.

"Don't you want it back?" He asked and the other boys waited. They had been actually playing a game with her that she somehow started and was about to walk away from.

"Like I said, keep the stupid hair tie." She said her voice edged with ice that the boys easily welcomed since that's what they were used to. 'Great Mel now you're beginning to flirt with them.' She mentally scolded herself. She stood there for a few seconds before turning and was about to leave when there stood Spencer in her way. 'God can't they see I don't want to play this game anymore?' She asked herself mentally then looked around as they guys found spots to stop her from going anywhere. She pulled a hair tie off her wrist that wasn't as good as the other one but would work for now. After retying up her hair she looked around to find a way to escape the two walls of guys that blocked her way. She then noticed the space between them and the ceiling. 'The only way I guess is up and Spencer is blocking the way I want to go. Grr why is life so hard?' She asked then filed that question to ponder later. The boys waited for her to make her move since she stood there her hair still in her hand but tied. 'I wonder what she's thinking?' Kai asked himself mentally while standing next to Spencer. On the other side of the tall boy was Tala who watched her intensely. 'Why are we even playing around with her like this?' He then wondered since it was out of their characters to do so. He however went back to watching her as she stood there with just a small smile on her face but her eyes held nothing. Not one emotion or one path to see what she was thinking. However her eyes were looking straight ahead to Spencer who seemed to be getting slightly nervous under her dull gaze. None of the others could blame him she was kind of scary. 'But that's what I like about her.' Kai, Tala, and Johnny thought then mentally did a double take to think over what they just thought. "Well." She said coldly crossing her arms then looking at the guys around her. Johnny, Bryan, and Ian to her back, Spencer, Tala, and Kai a head of her. They gave her four feet between her and them. 'Just enough.' She thought and quickly moved back and as predicted the ones in front of her seemed to want to chase after her but stopped crouching a little. She took that time to run straight ahead and jump doing an elegant flip over Spencer and landing on the other side of him still facing the direction she had been. The boys where all openly shocked and looked at her as she began to walk away. She let out a slight giggle but it felt like ice cut threw them. "That was amusing." She said looking back at them for a second and then walking off. She walked off and went to her corridor only to find Samantha leaning against the wall next to her door with an amused smile on her face. (1)

"Flirting with them where you?" She asked as the two of them entered Melinda's room. Samantha had been in this room before. Most of the time it was to talk to Melinda and let her emotions out. Even if Melinda was somewhat cold on the outside she was compassionate and was always there to listen to someone's problems.

"I was not flirting." Melinda said in a normal tone. She didn't blush although the little girl in her head did. However she like always kept her emotions in check.

"Oh, and what were you doing, may I ask?" Samantha asked as she walked out to join her shorter friend on the balcony. Melinda was sitting as usual on the railing and Samantha went up to lean on it next to her. She looked out to the beautiful sight of the gardens below that Melinda surprisingly took great care of.

"Just playing a game." Melinda answered as the wind blew at her hair. "Now stop acting like my mother."

"Just checking." Samantha said with a smile. "I know about your little game with Becky."

"Oh do you now?" Melinda asked her voice somewhat happy. "And who told you?"

"Natalie." Samantha said and Melinda nodded. "Hey when did you make this one?" Samantha asked motioning to the painting by the entrance to the balcony.

"Two days ago why?" Melinda asked and Samantha smiled.

"I didn't see it before so I was just curious. Are you going to give it to anyone special?" Samantha asked as an idea ran threw her head.

"Naw. I thought of just hanging it in the hallway with all the others." Melinda said going back into her room and sitting down in her desk chair.

"Can I have it to hang it up somewhere?" Samantha asked and Melinda looked at her suspiciously.

"Yea but I didn't sign it yet." Melinda said and Samantha picked up the marker and handed it to Melinda who signed it.

"Thanks oh and good luck in your little game." Samantha said taking the picture that was done and left. She got a frame for it and smiled as she looked at the picture. It was beautiful and Melinda's name was almost camouflaged in it. She took it to the hallway the bladers where staying in a put it up on the wall. She was right it fit the hallway perfectly and she knew what the insides of each room looked like, so it was perfect. Johnny was walking into the hallway and stopped next to her looking at the picture. Oliver also came up and looked at the picture in complete awe.

"Who made that one?" Oliver asked as Johnny looked at the colors and design.

"Mel as usual." Samantha said then smiled. "It's almost as if she was trying to put her two sides into the picture. Her dark side that is full of hatred for some reason, and her light side that is so full of life and beauty."

"What do you mean she has a side to her that is full of hatred?" Johnny asked as the other cold-hearted boys listened in.

"Well she doesn't talk much about anything really. All she's ever said about her past before we knew her was she was trained by her cousins in the fighting arts and she always used to move around a lot. It's such a touchy subject for her to talk about. She either gets angry or she won't answer at all." Samantha said then sighed. "I've given up trying to talk to her about it two years after we met."

"When was that?" Oliver asked since it got him thinking about what might be the causes of her hatred.

"Six years ago which would make me around nine when we met." Samantha said and sighed. "Even then she was ruthless like she can be now. Sometimes I wonder how she became that way but I always end up with one question. Do I really know her?"

"What do you mean by that?" Max said having come up a little while ago.

"She hardly ever talked and when she did she always had something sarcastic to say. I think the only time she talked without sarcasm was when I was with her to see her cousins five years ago. However she only talked when they gave her permission to." Samantha said then sighed. "She's just a lost case. I bet no one could ever get past all the barriers she has set up over the years." She said and with that she left feeling down that she was talking behind her best friend's back.

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1. Kitty wrote this. She's my friend's cousin. My friend complained for days about it but we won out and it stayed in, much to our amusement.