Hey Yall! I know I haven't updated in FOREVER but blame my teachers not me! HOMEWORK HOMEWORK HOMEWORK!! It never ends! Well, I think this is the third to the last chapter, counting the epilouge, so R/R! (Oh, and by the way, the flashback is really sad!)

ch.4 L.A.

We landed the hover car in front of the beach house Morgan had given us directions to. It was amazing! Two stories, bamboo wood, and tall windows...it was like a beach paradise mansion!

"Wow, Libs! What does your Dad do?" Sheen asked.

"Well, I thought he was a salesman, but now I'm beginning to wonder!"

We went inside with the key Morgan had given us. Inside was a little rustic, but still just as beautiful.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Everyone glanced nervously at me.

I smiled, trying to hide the feeling of nausea I'd suddenly gotten, "It's probably Morgan and Courtney. I'll get it."

I walked carefully to the door. I glanced back at my friends who all gave me encouraging smiles. After glancing nervously out the peek hole of the door, I opened it. There stood my sisters. And they looked identical! If Courtney weren't a few feet shorter, there would've been no telling them apart!

The little girl looked at me, then at Morgan, "Morgie, is this Libby?"

"Yep!" Morgan said with a smile.

The little girl smiled and hugged my knees, "LIBBY!"

I couldn't help but smile and embrace the small child. She was, after all, my sister.

Courtney looked at my friends, and then back at me, obviously puzzled, "Who are those people?" she asked, curiously.

"Those are Libby's friends. They've come to help us take down that MEAN lady!" Morgan said, with sweetness in her voice, but I could tell the mention of that woman made her blood curl.

The little girl's friendly, inquisitive brown eyes turned venomous and she said in a deadly voice, "Good. The more people the better. I want her gone for good, Libby!"

I went to bed early that night. The bedroom I was sharing with Cindy was warm and reminded me much of my own. It also reminded me of Dad.

FLASHBACK

"Daddy, when are you coming home?" seven-year-old me said into the phone receiver.

"Oh, Libsee baby, you know I won't be home for another two weeks. I have a very important deal to settle. Are you taking care of Mommy and Morgie like you promised?"

I smiled brightly. Daddy had told me before he left that I had to watch out for my mother and sister and that he was depending on me, "Yes sir! I helped Mommy clear the table and everything!"

His voice was full of pride, "That's my girl! I'm so proud of you, sweetheart!" he paused, as if thinking hard, "I really miss you, Libby."

"I miss you, too, Daddy. I'm ready for you to come home. I like taking care of the house, but I want to see you. I love you."

"I love you, too, Libsee. Goodbye, baby."

END OF FLASHBACK

I didn't realize until they began to poor that I'd been choking back tears.

"Libby! Wake up! We have a wedding to ruin!"

Someone was shaking me and wanting me to wake up. I knew that. But I wanted to hold onto my dream for just a few more minutes.

Despite my body's objections of getting up this early on a Saturday, I got up. I smelt breakfast downstairs so I quickly dressed and walked down.

"Libby!" Courtney got up from her seat at the table and rushed over to give me a hug.

"DID NOT!"

"DID TOO!"

"DID NOT!"

"DID TOO!"

I sighed, and turned to Sheen, "What are they are it about now?"

He shook his head and shrugged, "Do Jimmy and Cindy really need a reason to argue?"

Courtney laughed, though I wasn't all that sure she quite got the joke, "They're funny. You have cool friends, Libby!"

I smiled, "Yep, I sure do."

"What do you wear to sabotage a wedding anyways?"

Cindy, Morgan, Courtney, and me were getting ready upstairs. The boys had been ready for twenty minutes and were waiting impatiently downstairs.

I suddenly got an idea and laughed, "Morgan, have you talked to Lee McCabe lately?"

"Who's Lee McCabe?" Courtney and Cindy asked in unison.

"Morgan's BOYFRIEND!" I said, in between giggles.

"He was and is NOT! All we ever did was argue!"

"Yeah, but he was with you ALL THE TIME! You know you liked him!"

"Ok...so maybe...JUST A LITTLE THOUGH!"

The three of us burst into an unstoppable fit of giggles.

Morgan looked angrily at me and blushed. She then stopped and flashed me a sneaky, evil smile. I knew exactly what she was thinking.

"Well, what about YOU Libby? From what I remember, you had a small crush on that boy in that playgroup Mom and Dad made us go to every afternoon. Wasn't his name..."

I clasped my hand across her mouth, "Ok! Ok! I'm sorry!"

"Oh, come on Libby! We won't tell a soul!" Courtney said.

"Oh, would you look at the time?" I said, nervously, "Better get going. See you guys downstairs!"

I rushed quickly out the door and down the stairs to meet the boys.

"Phew!" I thought, "My secret's still safe."