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Thanks for all of your reviews, everyone! I'm sorry it took so long for me to update. I was focusing on other things. With school coming up, I'll be focusing on much more. So... here is chapter 3!

Chapter 3 Vash and Heather to the rescue!

Meryl's POV

'Ugh! Where is everyone? Why did we have to come to this city? Of all places! Uh oh!' The stampede was gaining on me. 'I don't know why I'm running. What's the worst they could do?'

"Oh my, God! It's Meryl Stryfe! Let's go get her, cut her hair, and make her sign autographs for a month!" said a girl from the crowd.

'Ok. Got it. I'll just keep running.'

"You can run but you can't hide!" said another from the throng of people.

'They are wrong about that. I've lived here pretty much my whole life. I know the secrets of the city. Ha! The hangout! Now, how to get there?' I scanned my mind for the directions to the old hangout my friends and I used to gather in. 'Ok. Here it is.'

"Oh my, God! Becky, look! It's Meryl! Hey girl! Can I have your autograph? Will you let me have a strand of your hair?" said one of my best friends, Kim.

I just stood there, gaping at them. "You guys! I'm here to hide from my "adoring fans"! A little help would do! Don't pull that star struck teenager thing on me now!"

"But Meryl! We just love your music! Especially the new stuff you've been sending in! It's actually real! Not that pop fluff we're used to hearing from you!" said Becky, my other best friend.

"Whatever, guys. I'm out! Later!" I waved and hoped they wouldn't follow me.

"Come on, Becky! Let's follow her!" said Kim.

"Ugh!" I spat and started running again.

Vash's POV

"Come on, Vash!" Heather called out to me.

'Does that girl never stop running? She's going to kill me!' I thought miserably to myself. 'Hey. At least I wouldn't have to deal with Knives anymore!' "All right! I'm coming! I'm coming! Man! I want a doughnut!"

"All this running is good for you! You need to work off all the doughnuts you eat!" that little tyrant said.

"But I haven't had a doughnut in forever!" I whined.

"Suck it up!"

'She is so evil.' "You sound like Meryl sometimes, you know that?"

"Yes! I know!" she smiled. "Let's go!"

"You're not supposed to agree with me!"

"Oh. Sorry!" she grinned sheepishly. "Come on! We have to find Meryl. I know the first place she's going to go."

I followed her to an old, unstable looking tree house. It looked deserted. "Are you sure she'd be here?"

"Yeah. This was her old hang out. I used to follow her all the time here. When she left for her job, the friends she hung out with as kids stayed and got jobs here. I figured they'd be the first people she'd run to."

"Look! Footprints!" I discovered hundreds of footprints in the dirt.

We started following them, knowing it was Meryl's fan club. "They look like they lead to the school," Heather said pointing to a large brick building. And right there, clinging to the top of the flagpole for her dear life was Meryl trying desperately not to fall to her death-by-fans.

She saw us and let go of the pole in surprise. She fell and luckily the grass prevented any serious injury. Before the horde of people could realize what happened, she ran into the surprisingly unlocked school. "The janitor must be here. Damn," said Heather.

"What? What's wrong with the janitor?" I asked, my worry increasing rapidly.

"He's a little off his rocker, you might say." She sighed. "He thinks anyone might be an intruder and he always tries to get them thrown into prison, no matter how popular they are. Knowing him, he's probably never heard of Meryl." After she finished explaining, we ran into the building and started to track down a certain reluctant celebrity.

"Hold on," Heather whispered. "I think I have an idea." She pulled me into an empty classroom.

"Now, now, Heather. I thought you said you didn't have a crush on me. No offence or anything but, I'm kind of a lot older than y-"

"Shut up, will you? It's not like that at all. Meryl might come down this hallway and once she does, we'll pull her in here and wait for the crowd of people to give up and leave. Got it?"

"Yup!"

"Shut it," she hissed. "We don't want to be found out."

Meryl's POV

'I've been running for 2 hours! I can't take this anymoooooooooooore! What the hell?' I was being pulled into a classroom by 2 pairs of hands. 2 of the arms were clad in... red? 'Vash!' I threw myself into his arms. "Oh, Vash! I've been running forever! I was wondering when they'd ever leave I'm so glad you saved me! But who is...?" I turned to see a scowling Heather give me the evil eye and raise an eyebrow at me. "Oh, hi, Heather! When did you get here?"

"Hello! I helped, too you know! Tell her, Vash!"

"Well, um... yeah. She did. She had all the ideas and everything. I swear! But I helped! I'm the reason she even wanted to come find you!" He grinned.

"You're going to have to face them eventually you know." Heather stated the thing I was fearing.

"Not if we get out of the city, and quick!" I said.

"What about Wolfwood and Millie?" she asked.

"You know I'd kind of like to be alone with- I did not just say that out loud!" Vash and I said in unison.

Heather looked at the two of us like we were psycho. I think we looked like it but she didn't say anything. "Ok? All the same, I don't want to have to baby-sit a preacher and his girlfriend."

"Now you know how we feel," Vash and I said again.

Then I realized what position I was in. I quickly jumped out of Vash's arms. "Damn. Just when I was getting comfortable," he muttered.

"What?" I asked misbelieving.

"Oh! Nothing!" He scratched his neck like he always does when he's nervous.

"Um... ok?" I was confused. Did that mean that he liked me the same way I liked him? 'Whatever.'

"Um... Meryl? Your boyfriend's creeping me out," said Heather, inching away from him. I blushed at her remark. I looked at Vash who was as red as I was.

"Heather!" I gritted my teeth.

"What? I didn't do anything!" she walked back with her hands up trying to look innocent but the smirk gave it all away. "I'm just trying to get a brother-in-law! I'm not doing anythiiiiiiiiiiing!" She ran off.

"Get back here so I can wring your neck!" I ran after her. I chased her into the hallway, out of the school, and ran right into her with Vash close behind. She was standing as stiff as a board and looking ahead. Right in front of us was a huge mob of people holding up signs that said things like, "Meryl all the way!" or "Write a song for me, Meryl!" They were chanting my name simultaneously. I just stood there gawping at them all.

"Sing something for us, Meryl!" someone from the crowd called out.

'Uh oh!' "Not again!" I screamed.

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