Yay! Finally got around to updating this again. Hope you all enjoy this. I have up to chapter 12 written and I know the out come of the story. It'll be about 14 chapters long.
I was almost at my locker with all my homework when I heard voices from around the corner.

"This is dumb. The Pacifier is so last generation," I heard someone whine. I looked around the trash can I was hiding behind and realized the girl who spoke was the same girl who glared at me last Tuesday morning.

I stayed behind the trash can on bended-knee--the same stance a guy takes when he's proposing--for about ten minutes. Or tried to at least. It was too long and I slipped and banged my head on the trash can when they were leaving. Just my luck.

All eyes turned toward the trash can. I quickly teleported into a locker. The girl who spoke lifted the trashcan into the air. She also lifted the whole line of lockers into the air. Not with her hands though--with her mind or something. She let the trashcan drop onto the ground. The lockers came smashing down also.

...Smashing?...

Was this Rose Eclair?

Oh boy...Lash lover and potential villian?

and

This was not good.

"Let's go Rose," someone said. I think it was Ace, but it was tried to tell from inside the locker.

"Don't destroy anything, Eclair." I recognized that voice. Desdemona.

Yep. Rose Eclair.

"Wonder what they're planning?" I thought as I climbed the steps to the library. I entered the library and was amazed at how huge it was. Three-fourths of the library was allbooks and the other fourth of it was computers. All the book shelves created a labryinth. I wondered how long it would take me to find what I needed to get my research done. Forget that... How long would it take me to find my way out?

I made my way over to the computers only to find that the computer lab was just as disarrayed as the rest of the library.

Once I got out of there nothing looked familiar. I wandered around until I found a table, not empty of course.

"Hey Pixie."

"Stripes," I acknowledged. "What are you doing here anyway?" I asked sitting down next to him.

"Homework," he muttered as he made room for my stuff at the table. "Do you have any idea what we're doing in algebra?" he asked.

I glanced over at his book and hesitated for a minute trying to figure it out. "Your guess is as good as mine." I opened my own algebra book and tried to figure it out. "Not a clue," I said as I shut my algebra book and opened my "Mad Chemistry for Beginners" book. Just another subject that I hated. I closed my book and layed my head down. Why did school have to be so hard? Between school work, homework, and my social life I didn't know what to do.

After that moment of thinking I got up and was going to leave. I'd worry about this stuff in the morning. I was among the book shelves when a thought hit me: I didn't know how to leave. Besides, I have Lash, here, alone.

I turned back and sat down, staring intently at Lash. He finally looked up. "What?" he asked, kind of creeped out.

I stayed silent and got up to grab a book. ...This might take awhile.

Lash seemed to be hard at work when I came back to the table. "How come you left, Danny?" I asked in a quiet whisper.

Lash didn't look up from his algebra but he didn't reply either. He kinda tensed up as soon as I asked the question.

"Sorry," I said and started to read my book. "It must be difficult," I said, lookimg up from my book. "I'm alawys around if you need to talk though. It's not good to keep your emotions bottled up inside, ya know," I said, going back to my book as I realized I wasn't going to get a reply from Lash.

"Don't be sorry," he said abruptly, looking up from his homework. "You really want to know huh?"

"Yup," I nodded.

"It was odd really, because my family was the best one I'd ever had," he started as if in dream or something. "Not that I'd actually had another family," he said quickly as if trying to cover up a slip of words. "I loved my family so much. Sure, we had our ups and downs, but all families do," continued Lash. There was a second's silence. "Scratch that--I loved my parents. I could've lived without my older sister. She drove me to insanity and back. She's two years older than me and the roll-model 'perfect' daughter." Lash mad a couple of gagging noises and then continued. "It seemed that everything bad that she did Lara blamed on me. I got blamed for everything and after my parents figured out I had powers I was labeled the 'Freak', the black sheep of the family, more or less. That's when the abuse started. I was about seven. After about a year of that, I decided to run away. That's when I met Ace. We became the best of friends in the orphanage. I, of course, had to change my name. Forgot how I came up with 'Lash' though. The next year Loki and her mom moved in next door to the orphanage." As he finished he picked up his algerbra book and turned to leave.

"Mind if I come with?" I asked, then I sheepisly added, "I kind of got lost in here."


Hope you all enjoyed it.

Rihana