Here is the lonnnnnnng awaited chapter! So sorry, with the computer not letting me submit, and then me being super busy, and THEN writer's block.. yea not so good.

So here it is, chapter 5

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Artemis was not looking forward to this. Not at all. There was Kashia, walking outside, heading to a table full of people. He had to talk to her…if she would speak to him. She seemed like one of those people that held grudges.

"Kashia..." he started. The girl glared at him and continued walking. "I'm sorry!" The words didn't change anything. She shot him another nasty look.

Artemis had to think quick, somehow had to catch her attention with something. His last ditch effort was, "Kashia, Holly Short an officer, is one of my good friends. And Foaly. Opal's a devil isn't she?"

Kashia spun around, holding her lunch tray, nearly clobbering him from the corner of her milk container, and stared at him wide-eyed. "Y-you KNOW? About the People?"

"Yes… how do you know? You're related to the People aren't you?"

"Actually, yes. Holly Short is… my third cousin once removed or something like that. We're not really related. I haven't seen her since my parents' funeral, except last night of course when she 'was checking in on me. But how do YOU know?"

"Um… I'm the one that kidnapped Holly, and befriended Mulch Diggims, and smuggled gold into my account… and stopped Opal Koboi."

Suddenly it dawned on her. Here was her answer! The super-genius boy who was researching her father's Woodland Fresh oxygen factories online. He'd figure it out, whether her parent's deaths were murders, or accidents.

"Come with me" she said, and grabbed his arm. They would need to talk someplace private.

"This Opal Koboi person, you know her?" she started.

"Of course, brilliant mind (not as great as my own though), vanished someplace about two years ago. Why do you care?"

"Because someone of the name of Bolhov Koboi was my dad's associate for the Woodland Fresh factories that you were looking at yesterday… do you think they might be related?"

Artemis grabbed his laptop, and researched it, and came out with the result. "You are correct, they're brother-sister."

"Alright good. Now I think that he and my dad were in a smuggling ring of some sort, and only using the Woodland Fresh factory as a cover-up. I'm guessing that my dad wanted out, and this Koboi person had to get rid of him- kill him…so he couldn't tell anyone about the smuggling ring."

"That may be accurate. But with the new information you gave me, I can now go somewhere with my research. I can solve this case."

"I can help!"

"You?" he said disdainfully.

"Yes, me. I may not be a genius but…. I think my help will, well, help."

"Not a genius? I thought—"

"I was being sarcastic. In case you noticed, I do that a lot. I can't believe that you believed what I said! I'm just a normal person. But I'm real good with theories and getting out of trouble once I get in it, and plus, every guy has to have an amazingly hott sidekick."

"Please, don't flatter yourself."

"I say it how it is—mudboy."

"Do I have a choice in the matter?"

"Not really. It's either I can help and you like it, or I can help and you hate me."

"You are too controlling, even though I'm your superior."

"Excuse me? You are no better than me!" Kashia said indignantly. "You may be smarter, but that's it."

"Ah yes, but here, brainpower is needed to execute this plan. If I wanted someone with a monkey's intelligence I would've already asked."

"Don't start with me! You know I'll come out on top!"

"And how may that be?"

"Because I can control you. In an unorthodox way yes, but I bet I can."

Very uncharacteristically of Artemis, he snorted. "Beg pardon?"

"You don't believe me?"

He looked at her disdainfully.

"Fine, I'll prove it. Just remember, you asked for it."

Without another word, she stepped closer to where he was sitting, and straddled him. That's right- straddled him. She ran a finger on his cheek, before slowly moving her lips closer to his.

Dear Lord, were the last conscious thought in Artemis' brain when her lips made contact with his. It may have been for about 10 seconds when she wrapped her arms around him, and yet again, for a third time that week, the blood went rushing downwards. He suddenly realized he didn't want to stop kissing her- at all. In fact… it may not be enough. When he felt a tent in his pants, and realized he was in public, kissing the girl he liked—(where did THAT thought come from! Since when did he have these so called FEELINGS for her?) he abruptly stopped.

Artemis pulled away, shaky, and more than a little flushed. Kashia was smirking somewhat evilly.

"I TOLD you I could control you. You liked that didn't you? I'm definitely helping. Good. Case closed."

"I suppose you can..." My voice CRACKED! It never did that, even when my voice changed! Artemis thought.

"Just as I thought" Kashia grabbed her lunch tray from the secluded table, and once again went off to join her friends. "OH!" She called out. "Today after school, at our normal place! You are SUCH a sucker, cracking after about a 30 second kiss."

Normal place? She must mean at the hill underneath the apple tree. Artemis' thought was still on the kiss, and how she made him feel. His heart was still pumping fast as she watched her retreat to her table at lunch, the schemes of Opal Koboi temporarily forgotten.

With her taste still on his lips, he recognized one thought- he definitely wanted to kiss her again, and soon.

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Well there you go, their first kiss! I bet you guys were expecting a different first kiss, but it had to be sarcastic, and for no reason, sorta like Kashia. And alright, somewhat slutty, because that's like the character I made her. This will, however, lead to problems later.

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