Bittersweet Symphony
Chapter 3: Rely on No one
Author's Note: Hey, hey!! Thanks for reviewing my reviewers!! And especially to The Person With No Name, for pointing that out to me!! I had noticed that, but I definitely wasn't planning on keeping that up for any longer. It actually was going to stop here! Nice of you to point that out!! This chapter is defiantly a switch!! Thank you all for your reviews and I hope you enjoy this chapter!!
Chapter 3: Rely on No one
"Every time a value is born, existence takes on a new meaning; every time one dies, some part of that meaning passes away"
"You just called to tell me that? "Sam asks, a frown on her face. From the other end, Danny could sense the frown easily.
"But we really want to hang with you too!! "He exclaims, looking back to Tucker. He was fidgeting with his thumbs and staring back at Danny's hand, which held the invitation.
"Yeah, and? "Sam says over the phone. Danny winces slightly at her tone of voice.
"We were actually thinking...that Tucker and I would go to the party, for maybe an hour. Then we'd all go to my house and spend the rest of the night watching movies. "Danny suggests, putting the invitation on the small table that the phone was sitting on.
"Whatever. "
"What's wrong? If you really don't want me and Tucker to go, we won't! "
"No! No, it's not that. My mom wants me to go to some private school. "Sam murmurs suddenly, Danny himself stresses to even hear her.
"What? Why!? "He shouts, startling Tucker behind him,
"I don't know, but I'm not going! "She replies, "I said I refuse to go! "
"They can't make you, can they? "Danny asks, curling the cord around his finger, then grips it tightly.
"Not a chance. It's strictly my decision. "She says, pounding her fist on the wall, then begins to trace one of the patterns out with her finger.
"Good. So...are we going to do something tomorrow? "
"Sure. "
"Great! Now, can I ask a favor? "
"Yeah, what? "Sam asks, unsure if she was going to like this.
"Can you help me find an outfit? "He asks bashfully. He hears Sam laughs over the phone.
"Alright. "
"So we'll be out of there by 8:30 pm. "Tucker says, shifting his new navy blue cap on his head. It matched the sweat jacket he had just bought as well.
"You guys better be out on time..." Sam warns, helping Danny hook on his gold necklace/chain.
"We maybe be five minutes late, at the most. "Danny says, watching as Sam clicks the chain together. Her familiar scent of vanilla touches his senses.
"Is that the spray I got you for your birthday last month? "He asks looking at her in the eyes. She smiles lightly.
"Yes, it is. She answers, pulling her hands back from his neck. They nod and become awkwardly silent.
"Well then, we better get going. "Tucker speaks up, walking up to his silent buddies.
"R-right. "Danny stutters.
"Have fun, I'll see you there in an hour. "Sam says as she waves to them. Danny and Tucker each say their goodbyes and leave. Sam's hand drops to her side and she shuts her bedroom door. She walks over to her bed, plops onto it and pulls her arm over her head.
"What the hell is Dash up to this time? "A knock on the door pulls her from her thoughts. Pulling herself up into a sitting position, she flattens her skirt out and calls out to the occupant outside her door.
"Samantha? "She hears her grandmother's voice. The day before, her aunts Claire and Bernadette had left, but her grandma was staying for another week with them.
"Yes? "Sam asks, beginning to get up from her dark purple and black clad mattress, but decides to stay put.
"May I come in dear? "
"Sure. "Sam replies as her grandmother enters her room. Sam moves over, giving her elder relative room to sit down beside her. She watches her grandmother approach and feels a weird tug in her mind. Her grandmother looked younger than most would. She did have gray hair, but it was long and flowed gracefully as she walks. It was tied in a blue ribbon. She also had amethyst eyes, like Sam and her mother.
"It still amazes me how you can look so young, grandma. "Sam says as the said woman sits beside her.
"I'm amazed myself, Samantha, but remember that both your mother and myself had children at young ages. "She explains raising a hand to her wrinkleless face.
"My mom never talked about her having me at a young age...and I never bothered to ask either. "
"Well your mother had you when she was fifteen. Unfortunately for her, it kept her from doing what she wants you to do. "
"When did you have mom? "
"Same age. "
"Then why did you go to that school, when she couldn't? "Sam asks, moving more towards her grandmother.
"I guess you could say I was special, or cursed, maybe even lucky. Whatever it was, it was practically a requirement for me. I had to go, you at least have a choice. "
"And I'm not going. "Sam says crossing her arms. Her grandmother laughs lightly.
"Yes, my dear. I know very well you don't want to go. But is it really because of Danny? "The elderly woman asks, and looks off to the objects collected in Sam's room.Sam pauses, not exactly wanting to touch the subject.
"He...made a promise to me. "
"And he can't keep it if you go to another school? "
"No, he wouldn't be able to. "Sam replies, looking down to the carpet floor.
"How do you know he would be able to keep it if you stay? "Sam looks up to her grandmother sharply.
"He's my best friend, I know he can! "She exclaims suddenly, becoming defensive. Her grandmother becomes silent as her eyes level with the mirror on Sam's dresser.
"Grandma? "Sam looks to where her grandmother was, and instantly looks away.
"It sounds to me like you depend on him more than anything, Samantha. "Sam turns to her grandmother.
"I do not! I am fully capable of taking care of myself! "She yells, banging her fist on the bed.
"Then maybe you should go to school and prove yourself of your independence, Samantha. Just think about it dear... "
"Why do you want me to go so bad? "Sam asks, and her grandmother sighs.
"Because, you are a very special child. "She looks down to her confused granddaughter. Sam gazes up into her grandmother's eyes, noticing a glow in them. But after looking twice, the glow was gone.
"I'll...think about it. "Sam says, standing to her feet.
"Thank you, dear...where are you going? "
"I have to meet Danny and Tucker in fifteen minutes, I'm gonna leave now. "
"Alright dear, see you later. "Her grandmother smiles as Sam walks out the door. Once Sam disappears around the corner, her lips curve down. She stands and walks to the mirror. In the reflection, there was a dark room. In the corner, stood a woman with gray hair pulled up in two ponytails, her arms crossed. She sends a small look to Sam's grandmother and walks into the abyss, disappearing completely. The dark room disappears as well and Sam's room reappears in the reflection. The elderly woman turns around, and walks slowly to the door. Stepping out of it, she looks one last time to the mirror.
"What's wrong with you, Vitani? "She asks out loud before shutting the door.
"Well, this isn't that bad..." Tucker says. He and Danny are talking in the corner of Dash Baxter's living room. Danny turns to him, an apparent look of annoyance on his face.
"This is boring Tucker. Why bother coming when no one talks to you? Remember last time? "He complains, crossing his arms lazily. Tucker nods, and checks his palm pilot.
"And it's almost 8:30, we should leave soon anyways. "He adds, poking at his palm pilot. They are about to leave, when a hand nearly slams onto Danny's shoulder.
" Hey Fenton! "They hear a voice call from behind them. They turn and see Dash and Quant by the back door and another football player was right next to them.
"We're going to light fireworks, let's go. "Dash says, smirking and motioning to the backyard. Both boys shrug and follow Dash into the backyard.
"I guess we can spare a few minutes, Sam won't mind..." Tucker says as they both disappear into the backyard, where loud music started to blare. From behind them, Quan and the other football player exchange looks, spiteful smirks to be exact.
"Hope you like waiting, Manson. "They laugh before returning to the party in the back.
(Some time later)
"I swear Danny told me he, Sam and Tucker were coming here for movies. "Danny's mother, Maddie, says to her slightly angered daughter.
"He said he was going to Dash's party for a while, but they should have been back by now..." Jasmine adds, suddenly becoming suspicious.
"What about Sam? "Maddie asks, causing Jasmine to gasp in realization.
"She was going to wait for them..." Jasmine then stands from her seat on the small kitchen stool. She grabs her keys and charges through the living room.
"I'll go pick them up! "She shouts as she rushes out the door, slamming it hard behind her. Maddie still stood in the kitchen, baffled by her daughter's sudden outburst of energy. That is, until Jack Fenton came running up the stairs from the lab, a new invention in his hand.
"Look Maddie!! My next invention is complete! "
"Oh Sam. For Danny and Tucker's sake, please don't still be there. " Jazz thinks to herself, as she drives nearly five miles over the speed limit. (Oh big deal!) Pulling onto Elm Avenue, Dash's street, she spots the bunches of cars parked around his house, the firecrackers going off in the back...
... And the lone girl that was sleeping by the front door.
"Sam! "She yells, pulling into an open gap and jumps out of her car. Sam's eyes open slightly, a yawn escaping her throat. Jasmine walks up to her, putting her hands on Sam's shoulders.
"Hey Sam...why are you still here? "She asks, clearly concerned but calm.
"We're going to watch movies when Danny and Tucker get out. Is it 8:30 yet? "Sam starts, "I guess since I haven't gotten a lot of sleep, I feel asleep. "
"You didn't have a dream did you? "Jasmine asks, suddenly panicked.
"No..." Jasmine sighs in relief. "I wasn't thinking about it, I was just waiting for them to come out. "
"You waited for so long? "Sam stops, her head snapping up.
"What do you mean, so long?! What time is it? "Sam asks, now becoming angry. Jasmine looks at her sadly.
"It's 10:37 pm, Sam. "Jasmine watches for a reaction, but finds only a blank face. She now became aware of the loud music blaring out.
"I see. "Sam says, standing up.
"What? "Jasmine looks at her, confused.
"I can see they want to be popular. What better way than to ditch the gothic freak. "Sam spats, kicking the step.
"Sam, I'm sure that's not what they meant to do. They probably-" Jasmine steps back from Sam as she stomps her foot, and cuts her off.
"Forgot the time? Two hours, Jazz. Two fricking hours, and they forgot? I don't think so! "Sam yells over the music, becoming more enraged by the minute.
' Sam, you're their best friend. They wouldn't do that!! "Jasmine argues back, "Dash always tries to do something to hurt Danny, you know that! "
"Then why did he go? "Jasmine stops, not able to come up with an answer.
"I...I don't know. But this isn't the way to act about it. "She turns to Sam, who now held a melancholy, yet hurt look.
"That's right, I shouldn't...I guess my grandma was right. "Sam says, turning around to face the street, "I rely too much on Danny. I guess he got sick of me always needing someone to be there for me, mainly him. "
"That's not true. "
"How much you want to bet? "Sam declares, starting to walk away, " I need to grow up. They're just dreams, I'll get over them eventually. I'll just say I'm crazy in the mean time. "Jasmine nearly growls at the statement. She runs up to Sam and grabs her wrist.
"Where are you going? " She asks angrily, but regrets it as Sam yanks her hand back, her body flipping around towards Jasmine. A couple droplets of tears sparkle in air as they took flight from Sam's watered amethyst eyes. Jasmine's eyes widen in shock.
"Home. "Sam answers, rubbing her fist over her eyes in an attempt to hide the fallen tears.
"Wait until Danny comes out! He'll explain, just hang on! "Jazz yells, rushing up to the door and begins to slam her fist onto it.
"Dash, open the door! "Someone must have been by the living room, because she hears a voice yell for Dash. The song in the back yard ends. She could now hear Dash and his annoying voice near the door.
"Who is it now? "Dash asks opening the door, "Oh, Jazz, you gonna come to my party? I knew you couldn't- "Dash stops.
"Where's Danny? "Jasmine hisses, her hand cradling the other throbbing one. Her eyes burned with immense anger. Dash steps back in alarm. He turns his head back.
"Fenton! "He yells back, and only a few seconds later, Danny and Tucker emerge in the doorway.
"Jazz, what're you doing here? You said you weren't coming. "Danny asks, stepping out the door.
"You're such an idiot! "She shrieks, clamping her slightly injured hand tighter.
"What're you talking- "He is cut off as Jasmine's hand connects with his cheek. ' I can't believe it! ' She thinks to herself.
"Just because you want to popular, doesn't mean you abandon Sam in the meantime! "She screams, pointing behind her. They all turn, Jasmine expecting to see Sam right at the sidewalk.
"Where is she? Sam! "Jasmine then spots the distant girl walking down the street. Danny and Tucker look out and their eyes widen in horror.
"Jazz, what time is it? ' Danny asks, his voice cracking. Jazz looks at her watch.
" 10:45pm "
"Sam! "Danny yells instantly, trying to run down the stairs towards her retreating form.
"Danny! "Tucker runs after him, but they both stop. Sam had also stopped and only her face was turned towards them. Her amethyst eyes were glaring at them, though tears were clearly falling. The depths of them showed anger, sadness, and what hit Danny the hardest, betrayal. Tucker's gaze falls to the ground, feeling to ashamed to looks at anyone, while Danny stood frozen.
"Sam..." Danny tries to speak, but it barely comes out above a whisper. With her brows lowering further, Sam turns away from them and begins to walk away again. Jasmine looks back to Dash, who had a smirk on his face.
"Danny, Tucker, let's go. "Jasmine says, stepping off the stairs.
"But Sam..."
"NOW DANNY! "Jasmine screams, feeling completely guilty of her brother's naive ness and stupidity.
"I'll catch you later, buddy. "Tucker stutters, walking in the opposite direction of Danny and Jasmine.
"Yeah, bye..." Danny sulks, retreating to the car. Before Jasmine gets into the car, she looks up to Dash, who quickly hid his smirk.
"Jerk. "She spats, getting into her car and slams the door. After they drive away, Dash's smirk returns.
"Perfect. "He laughs as he slams the door behind him.
"I can't believe you! You left Sam out there for two hours! " Jasmine yells, while watching the road for her turn.
"..."
"Don't you ignore me you heartless br-"
"I heard you Jazz. Just leave me alone. "
"Oh, you feel bad now? "
"Would you just let me explain!? "Danny exclaims, jerking forward as Jazz's car came to a complete stop. She turns to face him.
"Then start. "She crosses her arms, waiting for an explanation. After a few minutes, she opens the car door. She glances at Danny, who hadn't said a word since his last comment. He just sat in the car, his head bowed but he also looked deep in thought.
"Dash did it again, didn't he? "Danny asks, opening the door and stepping out of the car. He shuts the door and looks up to his sister. She had a near sympathetic look.
"You just figured that out? "She replies with another question. He sighs and nods.
"I guess I thought since Tucker was able to go, it wasn't going to be like that. I should have figured-"
"Yeah, you should have figured. "
"But I didn't think they would try to-"
"Sam is the one they hate most because she does things that defy their laws of being a cool teenager. She doesn't smoke like some of them do, nor does she drink. She'll be nice to someone she doesn't know. And she definitely doesn't look down on people like they all do. "
"I know that. But I still...I just..."
"You just want to be accepted, I know Danny. As your sister, I know more than you can ever imagine. But you have it so good!! Why can't you see that? You've known Sam since you were in preschool. You want to be noticed, accepted, and even popular. But you don't realize that she gives you all that. And Tucker is the same way. " Jasmine explains, her voice rising in intensity as she continued.
"Dash is not the type of person you want to be noticed by, Danny. And it's true I wish you as much happiness as a sister could offer, but I have to put my foot down when you end up hurting your own friends to do so. " Danny and Jasmine walk into their house, and notice the note on the door.
( Kids, we went to the cities, be home late tomorrow night. )
Love, Mom
"Lovely, I'm preaching my brother and my parents aren't even here to back me up. Thanks a lot Mom. "Jasmine growls, walking into the kitchen. Danny stands in his spot by the front door for a few seconds, and then follows his sister.
"I'm still listening, Jazz. "He whispers, sitting down at the table. Jasmine takes a look at his face, and hers automatically falls. His eyes were filled with genuine guilt and regret.
"I only wish I would stop trying so hard to be popular. I hurt Sam and there's nothing I can do to fix it! "He shouts, burying his face in his hands. Shocked by his sudden outburst, Jasmine hesitates momentarily before enveloping her younger brother in a light embrace.
"I think you can, Danny. Explain what happened, the music was loud and the firecrackers were bright. Two hours is a long time, but...I'm sure she'll understand. After all, she's Sam. Am I right? "Jasmine murmurs, trying to calm Danny.
"Yeah, she's Sam. The one and only Sam. "Danny whispers, not noticing the tone his sister and himself were speaking in. Suddenly, a light blue mist escapes his lips and his eyes widen.
"Oh no..." He says, trying to hide his misting mouth. Jasmine grips him tighter, before letting him go.
"Do what you have to do. "She says, not looking at him. He nods, and dashes to the basement of his house. Jasmine looks back as soon as he disappears.
"Good luck, my ghost brother. "
Once down there, Danny spots the ghost. A six-armed woman stood there, her eyes glowing bright white.
" Where is she? "She hisses, her voice sounding warped. Danny transforms into his phantom form and charges at her. When he's about to swing his fist, all her arms grab him tightly. She pulls him up to her, her face pale and gray hair loosely flowed around them.
"Where is she?! "She yells, her voice cracking and nearly failing to speak at all. Danny struggles to get out of her grip, his hands clawing at her and legs kicking frantically.
"Let me go!! "He screams. He continues to struggle until he notices something peculiar. Her arms were holding him tightly, too tight for his comfort. But it also looked like the arms were trying to free him. He looks up to her eyes and sees the white orbs change to purple and back several times.
' She's being possessed? ' He comes to this conclusion just as he is dropped to the floor. Breathing hard for a few moments, he tries to put distance between himself and the woman in front of him, who was fighting for control. She falls to the floor.
"Where is...she? "The warped voice screeches from the woman's throat.
"I don't know who you're talking about! "Danny says, standing to his feet. She gasps harshly, and a bright aura surrounds her momentarily. The woman stands to her feet, then gives him a haunting look.
"You are the ghost child. "She states, her voice no longer cracked or warped. Her eyes now held a solid amethyst color. He nods but doesn't move, he not being sure whether she had full control or not. The woman backs up slowly, towards the portal.
"She's not here then. "The woman turns around and before entering the portal, she says, "Samantha's not here... "Her tall form disappears into the glowing blue portal.After the portal shuts it's self down, Danny collapses to his knees and sits fully down on the concrete floor.
"That was...Vitani? "
The thunder roared as near black clouds covered the cerulean sky. The wind was cold and blew harshly against the trees and flowers in the Amity Park. Footprints were lined in a trail that lead to the children's swings, the area in which Sam was occupying. She sat on the middle swing, and was pushing herself back and forth slowly. Her eyes were drifting shut, but after they fully close, she would force them open.
"Sam... "A voice calls out to her.
"Leave me alone. "Sam mumbles, drifting off to sleep. As the rain started to fall, she tilts sideways, her head resting on the chain of the swing. Her eyebrows twitch as droplets of water start to fall onto her face. Coldness swept over her as the rain came down heavier as time went on.
"Sam...what's wrong? "The gentle voice asks her calmly, giving Sam a sense of peace.
"I'm cold, I'm alone, I'm angry and I'm tired. Take your pick. "Sam explains, trying to frown but is too weak to move.
"Poor thing aren't you? " The voice says sadly, "You've been through so much, my dear Samantha. "
"I told you not to call me that. "Sam states half angry.
"You let your grandmother call you that. "She replies, Sam now trying to look around to find the person who was talking to her.
"Whatever. "Sam shivers, her fingers becoming cold and turning the faintest of blue. Suddenly, Sam feels a warm wave move over her chilled body, instantly warming it. From the cold and hard swing that her head had been resting on, had turned into black warmth. Sam opens her eyes, and sees the familiar dark abyss-like room. She becomes startled as a hand reaches down to her cheek from above, and pulls a piece of her hair out of her face. Looking up totally, she sees the hand belonged to the woman from her nightmares. The woman looks down at her, smiling gently.
"Better? "She asks, her silver and red hair falling over her features gracefully. Sam nods; moving her head more onto what she now knew was the woman's lap.
"I'm still tired and angry. "Sam says, looking to the swirling floor. The woman sighs.
"I know Samantha...I know. "She coos softly as she strokes Sam's hair.
"How do you know? "
"Because I can see everything you do. "
"So you saw me when I was waiting for two hours? "Sam questions, frowning.
"But I couldn't reach you then, you had an empty mind. "
"What does that have to do with anything? "
"I can not reach out to you unless you are open to be reached to. You were now thinking of how your friends abandoned you. I came through your sadness. " The woman explains, smiling sympathetically.
"They lied. "
"That they did, promises are broken so easily. So easily, that they broke it without realizing it. "
"I hate promises..." Sam mutters quietly. She had pulled a band off her wrist and was now playing with it.
"I do as well. Especially the ones I know can't be kept. Friends make promises that they can blindly break themselves. Sad, isn't it? "The woman says. Sam nods before asking.
" Just who are you? " The young woman looks up to the swirling sky.
" I cannot tell you what I am here for or what I am at all, but I can tell you my name. And that would be Svara. "
" You have a nice name. It sounds ancient though. " Sam comments, sitting up to face Svara. Svara smiles brightly, more child like that what her appearance usually gave off.
" Thank you. " Svara watches as Sam's lips widen into a small smile, " You look better when you smile, Samantha. "
" Doesn't make a difference, what am I supposed to do now? "
" It's all up to you. It's your destiny, not your fate. You are the one who chooses your own paths. "
" What if I can't be independant? Or if I get lost? No one will be there if I leave. "
" I most certainly will be here. That is my fate, though I don't mind it in the least. "
" I thought you said we don't have a fate? " Sam looks up at Svara, reaching for an understandable answer.
" You, Sam, don't have a fate. But I do, as well as all of my kind. My fate is to guide you when you need guidance. To protect you when you need protection. To be the only person you can trust no matter what. That is...my fate. And I don't need to promise you that for you to believe me do I? " Svara asks, giving Sam a knowing look.
" For some reason, I don't think I need a promise to believe you, yeah. You have always been here since my first dream- "
" Ah, but I have been here all your life, Samantha. You just never noticed until Vitani started showing up. You were able to take care of yourself so well before then. But Vitani, she is a being that can warp that self care into self need. But she is not a bad person. " Svara says plainly, almost trying to teach Sam. Sam gives Svara a disbelieving look.
" How can she be a good person? She isn't even human..."
" She isn't human in your eyes. She is like me, has a true form in one's mind, but is the same as it's host. She has become lost and confused, and the true one has taken control of that. "
" True one? " Sam asks, raising an eyebrow.
" Why, the true enemy of course. The one that had Vlad send all those ghosts after Danny, the second hybrid. "
" She took control of Vitani then? "
" Yes, and that is why you have to go to that school. They can help you become who you truly are. " Svara stands, followed by Sam. Facing each other, they find an understanding in themselves.
" So I have to become...dependant on myself? And find...my destiny. " Svara nods, smiling.
" Yes, that is your fate. To find your destiny. You'll find yourself much more reliable on yourself than others after you finish there. And who knows, you might find some powerful allies. " Svara backs up slightly.
" I think I already found one. " Sam says, smiling for the second time that conversation. Svara nods, then points up to the sky. Sam looks up and rain starts to fall onto her face, wettening it and her dark ebony hair. Her amethyst eyes held determination.
" Go for it Sam! " She could hear her, might she say it now, muse, calling out to her.
" Thank you Svara. " She then begins to walk towards the exit of Amity Park.
" You are under my control! " A woman screams as she slams another wman across the room with a large black beam. The woman thrown against the wall shrieks in pain, her six arms flailing to keep her standing.
" Why must you go after her!! She doesn't know her potential! " She cries as red lightning pulses through her. The woman standing in the shadows steps forward, revieling not a woman, but a small child. She had silver hair with red streaks in them. Her eyes were also red, and glowing.
" She must be eliminated. I don't care what relations you have with her! " The child yells, her voice sounding like one of an adult, " Just get rid of her, Vitani! " Sudden;y, Vitani is surrounded by a black aura, and her eyes become blank and red.
" Yes, of course. "
" Oh, I wish Sam would just come home! I'm so worried. " Sam's mother says, crying lightly. Her mother, Sam's grandmother, was trying to comfort.
" Yes, dear, I know. I'm sure she will come home. " She replies, trying to offer as much comfort as possible. But her mind was on something else.
' I thank Jasmine for calling me, but I wish she would have told me the details...' She thinks to herself before the living room door slams open. Both women stand and look to see Sam standing in the door frame, soaking wet.
" Samantha..." Her grandmother speaks quietly, stepping forward, but stops at the look in Sam's eyes. There was something neither woman saw before in Sam; raging determination.
" I'll go. " Were her only words, and they were the only words needed to be spoken. For both women understood what it meant, and Sam's mother runs up to hug her daughter. Sam pats her mother's back as she breaks out into sobs. Sam looks up to her grandmother, who was standing farther back. They both nod to each other.
Since the moment Sam had left Amity Park, she felt like she was leaving everything. But she didn't care, she may have been ending that part of her life, but she was starting a new one. A new life, a new beginning, a new journey. It was going to be hard, she definately knew that, but... she had a protector, a guide and an ally. ...all in herself.
Woohoo!!! Done with another chapter!! And in only six days!! hurray!!!! I know that seemed a bit weird, all the accusitions and stuff, but oh well!! OOC, big deal!! it's not bad in my opinion!!! I love my story so far!! Hope you liked this chapter!! Please review and I'll get the next chapter out soon!!! Huggles!! SilentDemon