Hey people! So sorry, I really didn't mean to take this long to write more. But with Christmas I was kinda occupied and my computer totally died for a while. And I also couldn't decide how I wanted to have the story go. Plus ROTK came out and I just had to go see it5 times. (Yes, 5) Ok, I'm done making excuses now. :0) This is an all new (and kinda rushed) chapter. Its short, but its something. Hope you like it and thanks for reviewing!

Tarra

Chapter 4

Waking

Tarra sat up, sweat running down her cheeks.

"I hate nightmares," She grumbled to herself. But she was thankful that it was the kind that she did notremember. She turned on her side to go back to sleep when she heard a tap on her window. She froze in mid turn. There it was again.

Tap... tap... tap.

Finally pulling herself up, she walked over to her window to find out what what the sound was. She quietly unlatched the hook and opened it. There it was again.

"Where is that coming from?" she asked no one in particular. She stuck her head out of the window and looked around.

Low and behold, there was Benjamin, two stories down, throwing rocks at Marina's window. Tarra gaped at him.Why in the world was he doing that? And at-she looked at the horizon-six o'clockin the morning!

"Benjamin!" She blurted. He almost jumped out of his shoes.

"Ben!" she called a little quieter this time. Finally, he realized who was calling.

"Oh... hello, princess...Good Morning." Tarra rolled her eyes.

"What are you doing?"

"I came to see you!" he replied.

'Boys,' Tarra whispered, rolling her eyes again. Then she realized what he said.

'He came to see me!' she thought. Her heart fluttered. She commanded it to stop.

"Why so early?" she asked. But before he could answer, Marina's window started to open. Both Tarra and Benjamin's eyes grew wide.

"Hide!" she hissed. He jumped behind a bush that was conveniently growing beside his right leg.

"Tarra! What on earth are you doing?" Marina asked. She wasn't a morning person.

"Um...waking up?" Tarra responded.

"Who where you talking to?" Marina asked.

"The birds," Tarra answered almost too quickly. Marina narrowed her eyes and looked around. Tarra wasn't the best liar.

"All right. But don't talk so loud, all right?"

Tarra nodded quickly. Marina looked around one more time and then retreated back into her room. Tarra let out a deep sigh.

"That was close," she mumbled.

"You can come out now," She whispered to Ben. He slowly came out.

"Sorry for almost getting you in trouble."

Tarra shook her head. "Its fine. I amjust sorry that I can't come out right now. Breakfast will be held soon." Ben nodded.

"I know. I just came to tell you to come to the entrance at three o'clock. I willbe there. But you must act as if you don't know me."

Tarra agreed, yet did not understand. Why act as if she didn't know him? And how could he come without the guards stopping him?

Many questions loomed in Tarra's head as she quickly dressed. Once she was appropriate, she grabbed her brush and looked into the small mirror near her vanity. She almost jumped out of her garments. Her hair was literally everywhere, and her face was pink from the way she had slept on her arm.

She started hating the fact that Ben had seen her this way. She brushed and brushed her hair so it would look remotely kempt, when Maria knocked on the door.

"They're waiting for you, miss." She said, once Tarra had ushered her in.

"Tell mother that I amon my way. I'm just trying to work with this bush of hair."

Maria smiled and took the brush from her hand.

"May I?" she asked. Tarra nodded. Finally, (after a few minutes of hard brushing), it lookedmuch better. She had never quite been able to work with her hair right by herself. Soon she was dismissed to go to breakfast. Maria had carefully pulled two small braids onto the back of her head, and the rest fell elegantly down on her back, except for a few loose strands that modestly cupped her face.

I know, not much, but its something. Hope you liked it, review andMerry Christmaka! (Stupid joke). Please review!