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Chapter Two

Amber walked back into the bar and went to sit down where Jonas was washing glasses. The bar was still pretty full, but most people were drunk by then so the noise had died down, as many of the people were passed out, either on the floor or against some furniture.

"Have a good night?" Jonas asked her, grinning coyly.

Amber nodded, knowing well that him and Dean had probably been watching her the whole night.

"So, what happened girly?" Dean asked coming over to them. He was grinning teasingly knowing well that she hated to be called girly.

"It...good." Amber said grinning foolishly, her head still spinning. "We...talk."

"Wow," Dean said. "This boys got you drunk like no liquor could." Dean said, with overdramatic shock. (A/N: I know they probably wouldn't use the word liquor back then, especially the poor thieves, but I thought it sounded cool, so there.)

"I'm seeing him again tomorrow." Amber said, snapping back to reality.

"That's good, for you." Jonas said. "Spending your day with someone other than us."

"Why?" Amber asked, eagerly waiting his reply.

"Well, I spend most a me time in a bar," Jonas replied. "And he's an idiot."

"Hey," Dean said insulted.

Amber laughed. "Well I'll leave you two to sort this out, I'm going to bed." She laughed and went to the back of the bar, where her room was. She didn't always stay here, but lately she had, coz it was the center of the underworld, which she was a big part of.

She went to her room, and collapsed on her bed, but was still buzzing inside for sleep to actually come.

She opened he eyes, and seeing the sunlight, which was streaming brightly through the window, knew it was fairly late in the morning. She jumped out of bed, and hurriedly got dressed before running down to the bar.

"Hi Jonas." She said, smiling at him. "I gotta go, bye."

He laughed. "Morning sunshine, I got some eggs to go, for you." He informed her, handing her an already packed breakfast.

"So, you can prepare for me running late yet you can't just wake me up?" She asked accusingly.

He laughed again. "Where's the fun in that?"

She shot him a dirty look, before rushing out to the bustling streets. She spent the rest of her morning stealing, and was done pretty well by the time she met up with Briar.

"Hey," he greeted, and they walked around together. Amber couldn't believe how fun it was to be with him, he wasn't just a cute boy she had a crush on, he was also someone to talk to.

A week later they were still seeing each other every day, and Amber was still having the best time of her life. They always had something to talk about.

"You still seeing him?" Jonas asked, one morning, when Amber had actually been woken up, early enough to have breakfast in the bar.

She nodded, her mouth full of food.

"It isn't healthy." Dean stated.

Amber hit him lightly on the shoulder. "Hey, you're the one who wanted to find true love. And I've found someone."

They both stared at her, mouths slightly open in shock.

"What?" She asked.

She was met by silence.

"Really? What is it?" She asked, feeling uncomfortable because of the silence.

"Did she just say the 'L' word?" Dean asked.

"In relation to herself?" Jonas replied, with a question.

"Wow." They both said in unison.

She sighed, then laughed. "Come on guys. Get over it."

They both laughed at her, as she left the bar.

"Heya." Amber greeted Briar, smiling, unable to hide her joy. She smiled brightly.

He smiled back. "Hi."

They walked around, before going to the bar for a drink, besides Briar asked to meet her friends.

"Hey, look whose here." Jonas greeted. "Would you like some tea or—"

"Don't go there." Amber interrupted.

"Oh, I wonder who this is." Dean said, coming into the bar from the back room, his voice dripping in sarcasm.

"Guys, this is Briar." Amber replied shooting Dean a dirty look.

"Hey." Briar said, and Jonas gave him a beer.

Despite Amber's fears, it wasn't that bad. Jonas and Dean were fairly nice, and Briar could talk their language, being a former thief himself.

"Your friends are nice." Briar said, as Amber walked him back to the market, where his cart would be waiting.

"Yeah." Amber agreed. "I think they're sick."

Briar laughed, and took her hand.

They had held hands before, but just touching his skin made her heart thud and her skin tingle.

He smiled at her, and when they got near his cart, he pulled her aside.

"Uh..." He looked a little nervous, and Amber wondered why. "Bye."

He lent forward and caught her lips in his. Her heart almost stopped at that moment. His lips were so warm against hers and she instantly wanted to deepen the kiss. Soon he had his arms around her, his hands fiddling with the hem of her shirt, making his fingers skim against her back. She put her fingers though his thick black hair, not wanting this moment to end. For it to just continue. After what felt like a blissful eternity, he pulled away.

"See ya tomorrow." He whispered before leaving.

Hey guys, I hope u like this chapter. I'm gunna write tha next one soon. Promise.