A/N: Now I'm going back to Prosper and the others, so don't get confused.
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Prosper looked out the only window of the attic of Ida Spavento's house where he, Bo, and Hornet slept. It was the fifth night in a row he couldn't sleep. He was worried about school. It was difficult to learn things in a language he didn't know like the back of his hand. Sometimes, he would have to ask Hornet to explain the concepts they were learning, so he could understand more easily.
However, school wasn't the only reason Prosper couldn't sleep.
"Prosper?" Whispered a tired voice from across the attic.
Prosper turned around. He saw Hornet's sleepy eyes looking back at him.
"What are you doing out of bed? It's very late. And besides, we have to get up early tomorrow. We have school." Said Hornet, while she yawned and stretched her arms. Then she looked at the clock hanging on the wall across from her bed.
"Five Thirty!?" Yelled Hornet with a bit of anxiousness in her tone. "We have to get up now!"
"But I haven't gotten any sleep at all. It'd be better for me to just stay home then go to school and fall asleep during class." Wined Prosper.
"Well, I'm not the judge of that. You should ask Ida." Hornet replied, as she opened the door and rushed down the stairs.
As Scipio leaned against the cold damp wall, next to Marina, the two heard footsteps echoing through the alley. No one ever walked through here during the day, let alone in the middle of the night, so this sort of sound was very unusual.
"Is anyone there?" called the voice that belonged to the footsteps.
"That depends." Said Scipio. "If you aren't a carabiniere, then there is someone here, but if you are, I suggest that you turn around and walk away."
"Well, I'm not sure what a carabiniere is, but I'm fairly sure I'm not one." Answered the voice.
"Tourist." Muttered Scipio. "I suppose you can come here if you desire to."
Marina and Scipio looked at the strange figure that appeared out of the darkness. The moon reflected on his dirty blonde hair, and baby blue eyes. It wasn't just that he was very handsome, but he was also adorable, like a teddy bear.
"Will?" asked Marina, in a voice that mimicked Scipio's curiosity when he asked Marina if it was really her.
"Marina? What are you doing here? Oh wait, you used to live here and you moved back, after you went back to Spain." Said the boy who seemed to be named Will.
"Yes, Will, that's what happened." Said Marina. "Scipio, I want you to meet Will Goise."
"Could you explain how you know him?" Scipio demanded in an extremely curious way.
Marina took a deep breath and said, "It's a long story…"
A/N: It's a little bit longer, but it took me forever to write people, give me a break, I'm atleast TRYING to write longer chapters. (Cornelie Funke writes short chapters in her book, and nobody yells at her for it…so yeah…) Thanks for all the R-ing&R-ing!!! Sorry this chapter took so long. Mina
P.S. I'm probably going to change my pen name, you've been warned.
