A/N Yeah I am British, but I just never thought that I spoke British, anyway, thanks for the reviews! Oh and I think reading in a barn would be fun too, but seeing as her books are nearing the end, you can imagine the panic right? Hehe, hope you like this chapter! (By the way, I think I contradict myself with times, but I want the story to move on and it has to happen around the Pants and they can only wear them so many times,)

"Erin, Danny's here for you," Justin said, peering around the door of her room,

"Thanks, I'll be right down," She finished addressing the package and bounded down the stairs, and the blonde haired God was standing in the hall, he smiled up at her and she almost tripped on the stairs. Now she wasn't in such a state she could fully appreciate his good-looks, and he was taking her out to lunch!

"Is it ok if we mail this?"

"Yup, sure," He said, and opened the door for her.

Dear Belle,

Here is the Pants, and I'm not so sure that they're magic now, but I shall come to that later. I have written this to everyone, but via e-mail, so I thought I would put everything down in a letter to you! So I wore the Pants when I arrived, and nothing really happened, (I didn't die on the Plane so I guess that was good!) so I wished something would, and boy did it! I wore them when I went to see my Dad's Mom, and she, she just told Jane that I wasn't her Granddaughter and that she didn't have a son. In front of me! It was horrible, so I ended up screaming at her and running out, only to get lost in Manchester! Luckily one of Pete's friends, Danny (who by the way is totally gorgeous) walked past and showed me the way back, and now he is taking me out to lunch to plan a strategy!

So I hope the Pants have better luck for you, I'm sending my love with them,

Erin x x x

Belle put down the letter from her friend and pulled out the Pants. No matter what Erin thought Belle knew the Pants had some magic in them, they had to, she had that morning ran out of books. Even if something bad happened, at least something would happen, no she didn't want that really, or did she? She wasn't sure, she had never been so bored. Reading was great, but two weeks of nothing but reading was wearing thin. Freddy was already moaning at her to take them home, and they still had weeks here left!

She brushed her waist length brown hair and quickly braided it. Then she pulled on the Pants and a plain blue t-shirt. Finally she put on some sneakers and headed downstairs. Aunt Pauline was making sausages and bacon, as usual. She helped herself to toast (she never ate much in the morning) and sat down. Freddy came rushing down, and plonked down into the seat next to her.

"So what are you two doing today? I could take you into town if you wanted Isabella?" Pauline said,

"What about me?" Freddy wailed,

"Your uncle wanted you to help him with the tractor!" Pauline said, winking at Belle, "So what do you think?"

"Yeah, I suppose so,"

Marianna was definitely not up to her usual standard. The last few nights she had been out with Hayden, and each night someone else came as well, but it was only her and Hayden that had been out every night. And now it was catching up to her, she was so tired, she had a headache and her eyes were red and blurry.

"How was last night?" Sarah asked,

"OK," Mari groaned,

"Who went?"

"Me, Hayden, Travis and Rhona... when do we have workshops?"

"Now really, so I guess you better get out of bed,"

Marianna groaned and rolled over, pulling the cover over her head, "I'm not well!"

Belle was in town. Well it wasn't really a town, it was a dusty street with a garage, a post office, a bar and a few houses. Oh the garage had a little shop attached to it, that sold refillable cardboard cups of Cola, diet cola and cherry cola, among other "exciting things."

At that minute she was sitting on a fence, drinking her cherry cola. She finished it and went into the store to collect her refill. She was filling it up, really having the time of her life, when she heard the door opening. She turned to pay for the drink and somebody, the person who had just came in, walked into, causing her to spill the Cherry Cola all over her shirt, and a little on the Pants.

"Do you mind!" She shouted in his direction, but he simply turned and raised an eyebrow. She stood there, shocked as he paid for his petrol then walked past her again. Then he turned as he reached the door, focusing his brown eyes on her.

"You should be more careful," He said with a smirk, then he walked out. Belle could only stand there open-mouthed.

Erin and Danny were having a great lunch, he had taken her to a little café and they had ordered Jacket potatoes, with numerous toppings. He had also helped her plan what to do,

"So, I go back, and first off, try to find out why she could be so angry, erm, how?"

"Well, ask I guess," He said smiling and shrugging, "I'm not really an expert in family feuds, my family's all pretty close really!"

"I'll find a way, I guess I need the Pants though,"

"The Pants?"

"Yeah, what I was wearing yesterday, the jeans with writing on?"

"Oh, erm, yeah I remember,"

"Well it's a long story, but they link me to my friends, my best ones... and it's silly really, but they're supposed to be magic, I guess they are, because they fit us all. Anyway they are meant to help us through, and even though I got off to a bad start with them, I'm hoping the second time round they'll be better..."

"So, magic jeans, I'll just nod and pretend like I know what your going on about!" Danny said, laughing.

Belle stormed back along the road to the farm, it was actually a couple of miles, but her anger carried her through. Her shirt was ruined, and the Pants would now always have that stain on the left hand pocket. That stupid guy, who did he even think he was, saying it was her fault. He was only a couple of years older than her as well, it wasn't like he was an adult, although he obviously thought himself as one, smug as he was.

She stormed into the farm kitchen, to an astonished looking Aunt Pauline,

"I thought I was coming to pick you up in a couple of hours? Oh, what's happened to your t-shirt?"

Just then Freddy came running in, "Look, here's my sister, Belle. Belle, this is Nick," And as Belle turned she saw the guy from the store facing her, she scowled up at him.

"I think we've met," She said, scathingly, taking in his bleached blonde hair with its bits of brown and black, his height, his brown eyes and finally the overalls she hadn't noticed him wearing.

"So, this is the famous Belle?" He said, smiling smugly.

A/N That was a little predictable right? Or maybe it wasn't, anyway I hope you liked the chapter, more coming soon, although I have to work on my combined fanfiction first (which I hope you'll read, but you don't HAVE to) Anyway, review and I'll write more!