EAMR: I'm so sorry that this took so long to post up! I swear I had it ready earlier but my dad took the computer to work and didn't bring it back until Friday! Ah! I was going to die! Not really, but you get it. Ha ha. Okay no. Anyways. I'd like to thank two very special peoples!

Thank you hotredhead and JusticeDream! My only two reviewers! I love you both!

Ha ha, okay. My little eccentric moment is over now. Have fun reading chapter two! The Beauty of the Rain!

Taking a heavy breath, I stepped outside. Stupid Robert, he thinks he's so freakin' great along with Johnny - his retarded gay lover. What the Hell was his problem anyways? What did I do that was so terrible to make him hate me so much? It's not like I meant to blow up his macaroni art in Kindergarten. Who ever knew that macaroni and glue could be so flammable? Well there was that one time I put hot sauce in his strawberry smoothie, but that was just to get him back from… oh… I guess he didn't really do anything that time. Heh heh, oopsie.

But other than macaroni and smoothies, I didn't do anything that bad. And it's not like he's a reincarnation of Jesus himself either - he's done plenty of bad things in his time too. Like when he locked me in that closet after telling me that some leprechauns wanted to meet me. I trusted him on that! And when he told me that Oliver's unicolion was a unicorn trapped by a curse from Oliver's mom, who was a supposed witch. I nearly broke poor Ollie's bitchip trying to free him. Then I got yelled at for calling his mom a witch. He's gotten me into more than enough trouble!

I could rant on for hours about all of the stupid things he's done to me and what I've done back; but I don't think you'd want to be reading this thing for days – would you? No. I didn't even know where I was walking to, as long as I got away from my brother then I'd be happy.

As I lost myself in my thoughts I soon found myself... well… lost. Good job Maddie! Lose yourself in your own freakin neighborhood, why dontcha? Intelligence surrounds me.

I looked around me and nothing looked familiar at all. Well I guess this would be a good time to start making some friends before I make enemies. With a heavy sigh I walked back the way I thought I came from and ended up more confused than ever. So I did the most logical thing I could think of. I ran around in circles screaming my head off.

"I want my mommy!" I cried out after about half an hour of another one of my great performances. A few passing people even threw me change. Hey, at least I made some money out of this. Not like I really needed it though. The sun began setting sooner than I suspected it would and I found myself engulfed in nothing but the lights from the streets.

I plopped myself on a nearby bench with a heavy sigh and looked up at the now dark sky, filled with nighttime clouds. Would anyone even notice I was gone? Would they care? Of course not. They didn't want me around – they said so themselves. I might as well become a professional hobo; I already got myself a good head start. All I needed to do was learn how to play the harmonica and I'd be set for life! Oh what was I thinking? I was royalty; I didn't belong in the streets. But then again, I didn't belong with royalty either.

A rested my head on the back of the bench as I remember this morning. "But there is something wrong with having my little sister joining us." "I'm not having a girl follow us like a lost puppy." That's exactly how I felt right now. Like a lost little puppy without a real home. As I thought of home I felt something tickling my nose – it was a drop of water. I held out my palm and look up again. Lightning and thunder struck, and almost instantly, rain began pouring down.

I whined quietly as I buried my head in my hands. My life sucked. Why is that shit only happened to me? Well, that's not true but it sure as Hell felt like it. Stupid Robert and Johnny are probably at home laughing up a storm at me and my misery. They sucked too. I just wanted to melt in the stupid rain and go away. I'd rather be at home locked in my room, blasting my music, and chatting with my pen pal from Australia, then being out here in the cold rain.

I hated everything right now. Robert was stupid, Johnny was stupid, the rain was stupid, the stupid bench was stupid, and I was stupid too. Everything was stupid!

"Um, excuse me," a voice said next to me. The sudden action startled me and I jumped a little. After realizing that nothing was going to happen I turned to the figure. For some weird reason he was covered by a brown cloak.

"Yes?" I asked wondering what he wanted with me.

"I couldn't help but notice you were a bit lost," he stated.

"I'm not lost," I denied, folding my arms with a pout.

"Oh really? Is that why you spent the last few hours screaming that you were lost?" he asked with an eerie laugh as I paused at his statement.

"I'm not lost," I repeated, "I just don't know where I am."

"Hm, perhaps I may be able to help you?"

"Why?"

"I don't know really. But I couldn't very well live with myself knowing that a little girl was lost in the rain," he replied with his face still hidden.

"Hey!" I retorted, "I'm not little! I'm just height deprived."

He laughed at my comment. I'm glad someone found it funny. Robert always said it was the most 'uncouth' statement he'd ever heard. Psh, screw him.

"So, do you want me to help you get back home?"

I thought for a moment. I didn't really want to go home back to Robert, looking like a freakin hobo off the streets. But I didn't want to become a freakin hobo off the streets. So I agreed.

"Alright," he started, "Where do you live?"

"On Red Wine Lane," I answered. You didn't think I'd be stupid as not to remember my address, did you? Okay… don't answer that.

"Aright, that's easy enough," he said as a smile appeared from under the hood, "It's not too far from here actually."

And he was right. It was only about a quarter of a mile down from where I lived. Heh heh, oopsie.

We stopped at the corner of my street and I looked up to the mysterious figure with a grin.

"Thanks a lot," I said kindly.

"No problem. It's not like it was a big deal," he said with a shrug.

"Okay, but could I ask you a question?"

"Sure."

"What's your name?"

"Sanquinex," he said simply.

"Hm… sounds familiar," I thought out loud, "Maybe it's some actor's name or something."

He laughed once more. I guess he thought I was pretty funny. Oh wow! That was new! Ha ha. Oh right, the story.

"So, do you think I'd be able to see you again?" I asked. This guy seemed pretty nice, I wanted to get to know him and maybe actually make a friend. He paused for a moment and thought it over, like I just asked some winning question from "Who Wants to be a Millionaire".

"I guess we could meet sometime tomorrow," he said still in thought.

I smiled even more. Maybe I actually had made a friend! Whoa! Kick ass! "Where?" I asked quickly; I didn't want him to change his mind.

"Here, let me write it down somewhere." I searched my pockets hastily. I was actually excited for once. I pulled out an old receipt from the mall and one of the smallest pencils you could ever see, but it was a pencil none the less – from private tutorials actually.

I handed the items to him and he stared at the pencil like it had an eyeball growing out from it. I just shrugged with a nervous smile as he shook his head and began writing on the slip of paper. Ha ha, I love wordless conversations. He handed the paper and 'pencil' back to me as I thanked him and slipped them back in my pocket. With that I waved and ran to my lovely, warm, dry home.

As I opened the large wooden door, a gust of warm air surrounded my body. I slipped a strand of my soaked hair behind my ear as I walked into the foyer, only to be greeted by a lovely noise.

"MADISON ANN JURGEN!" a voice screeched throughout the halls. And here he comes. "Where the Hell were you!" Robert asked grabbing my shoulders and shaking me as his friends watched in surprise.

"Fuck off Robert!" I shouted pushing him away, "Not like you'd care anyways!" That little comment made a few eyes widen.

"What are you talking about! I've been worried sick about where you were!"

"Why - because you didn't want Mom getting mad at you for losing the kid you were supposed to be watching?" I asked with a death glare.

"No! Because you could have been murdered out there!"

"Oh shut up! That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard! We live in the richest neighborhood money could buy! I doubt there're a bunch of freaks trying to kill little girls."

"Maddie!-"

"Save it!" I shouted furiously, "Why don't you go play with your little buddies there? I don't think they'd want to be left out."

With that I stormed up the stairs, down the hall, and into my room. Making sure to slam the door hard so he could hear it loud and clear.

I grabbed the remote and turned my radio on to full blast. I flopped on my denim bed and dropped my head on my soft, cotton pillow. Staring out the window, I stared at the rain drops as they fell to the earth. Even thought rain made me feel gloomy, it was beautiful at the same time.

I forgot about how mad I was at him. But right when his fat mouth opened, I remembered. He made me so mad. I didn't want to yell like that – especially in front of guests, but I couldn't help it. He just–arg! I wanted to go hang out with Sanguinex again. At least he didn't make me want to rip my head off. Too bad I had to wait until tomorrow.

EAMR: Once again, sorry for taking so long. I hope you liked it. And maybe this time I'll get more reviews. Ahem... But until then, I'll get started on chapter three!