Summary: Cloe wants to end her life, but something or as a matter of fact... somebody ruins her plan. What is it with the new tribe, and who are they? And why does it change her life? Cledism and perhaps some Jebony!

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A/N: Thanks to; Pauline, Katkit and Savage-Lilly.

Chapter 6

She walked quickly down the road, frequently looking over her shoulder to make sure that nobody was following her. She had left the mall, making sure that everything she needed was packed in a bag.

She walked by the same park she had seen a few days ago; the day she had entered the club, and the day her future had changed. She looked at the green grass and stopped when she reached the swings. She dropped her bag, and sat on one of them.

The last time she had been sitting on one of those things was the time before she had even become a mallrat. That time when it had been just her, Patsy, Paul and Salene. Salene, the girl she hated the most right now.

It started to rain, but she just sat there; not caring if she got wet, not thinking about finding a shelter. She just wished she was dead. And she would have been, if Ved hadn't been the one who had drove the car that day. If somebody else had been driving she would probably not be sitting here right now.

She sighed. What should she do?

She closed her eyes, thinking back to yesterday, but everything seemed a bit blurry, and she couldn't really remember everything that had happened.

One moment she had been in her new room, the next moment Ved had been there again, and he had instructed her in what she should do and what she should say to her tribe, well... They weren't her tribe anymore.

Ved had told her that the original plan was that she should have been at the HQ a few days, before she going back to the mall, but Ram had suddenly changed his mind, and a new plan had been created.

Her job had been to go home to the mall and tell them she wanted to leave the city because she needed a break. Then she should come back to the HQ where she would be trained. And when she was a perfect Techno she would 'come' back to the mall, where she would spy. That was Ram's brilliant plan.

She took a deep breath, and exhaled the very moisten air. The rained had stopped, and she hadn't even noticed until the birds chirped like they always did after it rained. A sunbeam broke through the darkened clouds, and she decided to move on.

Her clothes were all wet, and she knew she had to change before she came down with a cold.

She quickly took her bag, and continued down the road, turning left after she had made sure no one saw her.

The guard nodded at her, and didn't ask any questions. She walked inside the building, knowing that the freedom she had just received would be taken away from her as soon as she changed her wet outfit with the black suit all the Technos wore.

She easily found her room, and unloaded all of her things onto the bed before she started to take off her wet jacket. She dumped the wet clothes on the floor, and found a towel. She took her new suit out of the closet.

She dropped the towel and was about to pull on the black suit when her door suddenly opened.

"What the fuck!" she yelled, and tried to cover herself with her hands.

Ebony walked into the room with a smirk.

"You should have locked the door if you didn't want any company while changing," said Ebony, and smiled evilly at her.

"I forgot!" said Cloe, feeling frustrated. "Did you want anything, Ebony? Or did you just come here for small talk?"

"My, my... Somebody is a bit grumpy today, eh? I just wanted to tell you that when you are done changing, you are to report to my room... and please hurry up."

Cloe nodded, and sighed when Ebony walked out of her room again. She quickly locked the door, feeling stupid that she hadn't locked it the first time. What if somebody else than Ebony had walked in? For example Ved or Jay or even Ram?

She didn't really know how she would have reacted if it had, in fact, been Ram. She was pretty sure it would have been the most embarrassing thing that could happen to anyone, and to tell the truth the thought made her quite sick. What if Ram liked what he saw? He already had two wives... after this train of thought she was very scared and immensely glad that it had been Ebony.

'Why didn't I think of closing the door?' she thought and zipped up the suit. She didn't have to try figure out why, because she knew why. Back at the mall, people always knocked before entering. That was privacy, and decent people knew that.

She walked out of her room, and was about to go down the corridor when she realized she didn't know where Ebony's room was. So she did what she hated most: she asked for help, and just to make it even worse, Ved was the only person of whom she knew where he lived.

She knocked on the door and heard a muffled voice saying, "Come in". She entered his room, and found him lying on his bed.

"I need your help," she said, and tried to avoid his smirking glare.

"I see. Well, come here," he said and pointed at the bed. "I knew you would show up..."

"Oh? Well, how would you know that?" she answered, starting to get angry, but nevertheless started to walk closer to the bed and sat down slowly on it.

"Well, I have my ways... I know you have to go to Ebony's room, and I also know that you don't know where it is..." he said smirking. Her hand itched, she wanted to slap that stupid smirk of his face, but decided not to. He would be better as a friend than as an enemy.

"Could you help me? I need to be there quick."

He nodded, and she felt relieved. He would help her.

"But it will cost yah," he added, causing her to jump of the bed. What!

"Give me one kiss, and I'll lead you to Ebony's room."

That foul, loathsome, evil, little cockroach! A kiss... She knew she had to kiss him, or else she would never reach Ebony's room in time, and being late to your very first meeting was not good!

"Okay, I'll give you a kiss," she said, and shrugged, trying to look like a kiss didn't meant anything to her, although this would be her first real kiss. Her first kiss had been to some party when she had been seven, so that didn't really count.

She sat down on the bed again, crawling closer to him.

"Eh, just a quick kiss... Lips or cheek?" she asked, blushing.

"What do you think? Lips of course, or else it won't count..." he added, smiled.

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And thanks to Savanna and Pauline for helping me with my grammar and spelling!