A-Plus Cassiopeia: I didn't really know I'd made a reference until after I posted that chapter :P

AlecReyes19: Well, David didn't have many options when faced with those two. And, well, Ophelia and Pandora are technically blonde.

BookMast3r: Oh yeah, Samwise. What a coincidence.

Now, just to be clear, this story is NOT ending here. Remember what I said about the city being endangered? We're getting to that part in a bit.

To say that Mirror Isabella was overjoyed when she heard that Sam had returned to the Mirror Dimension would be an understatement. The second he showed up she had welcomed him with open arms.

Sam hadn't spoken it, but he was rather bewildered that his sister, who a night before had struck out at his two best friends and then had two mirror girls attack one of them less than an hour before, was now acting like a plucky little girl, happy that her brother had come back.

Isabella had been present, too, when he returned, but oddly enough, she didn't make her presence that known to Sam. She simply stayed huddled in the dark corner, watching as Sam and Mirror Isabella reunited.

Mirror Samson, Kizzy, and Lizzy hadn't shown up at all. Sam, though he once again stayed quiet, was a little put off that the three hadn't bothered to show up for his arrival.

After it was all over, Sam was sent to his room to see Mirror Samson, Kizzy, and Lizzy all huddled up on his bed, snoring noisily.

Sam flustered. This wasn't how he'd expected to be greeted when he'd come home, especially since everyone had been making such a big deal about it. Mirror Isabella was the only one who'd seemed happy that he'd returned.

"And Janet said that Mirror Isabella didn't care for me," Sam scoffed, noting the irony in her statement beforehand.

Ballard slunk up towards him and purred softly. Sam picked him up and held him in the air.

"Well at least you noticed I'd come back," Sam said, trying to sound grateful that the cat had arrived to acknowledge that he was home.

Sam suddenly felt tired. "I guess all that thinking had taken its toll on me," He mumbled to Ballard, who rolled his eyes at him in response.

Sam flopped down on Mirror Samson's bed, since his own bed was currently occupied. Hopefully he could get some sleep now.

"Mirror Isabella doesn't care about you."

Sam opened his eyes a bit, and his eyebrows furrowed in frustration. Why was he thinking about what Janet had said now? The last thing he'd expected was for something Janet had said to disrupt his rest.

But what if she was right? Maybe that's why he couldn't rest.

A day later, school was back on. David, as usual, was less than pleased at the prospect of going back, especially since he'd managed to avoid for these last few days.

When he'd arrived at the school, he was suddenly struck with the idea of what Brenda might be doing. He'd been so occupied focusing on Mirror Isabella that he'd forgotten about Brenda.

At best, he thought, the words he'd spoken to her those two days ago would've taken some effect on her and caused her to mellow up. However, he'd known Brenda for two years and the thought that his words would've had an effect on her was pretty slim.

To his shock, when class started, Brenda barely made a presence. David had turned to stare at her continuously to see if she was doing something, but she just sat at her desk, her head resting on it with her messy brown hair covering her face. During recess, Brenda just sat on a nearby rock and did nothing as she watched the other kids play.

David wouldn't admit it, but he almost pitied her when he'd seen how incredibly sad and guilty she seemed. Normally, seeing her upset would've made him joyful, but now he just felt empty.

Isabella hadn't shown up to school either. David wondered if Mirror Isabella had something to do with that.

With Isabella absent and Brenda practically invisible, school passed like a breeze. When the final bell was about to ring, David was one of the first children to be out the door.

As luck would have it, that Indian boy that David had spoken to a few days before was standing in front of David's bag, which was currently hanging from a school bag hanger.

David was already in a bad mood, even if two of his worst enemies weren't bugging him, and he instantly pushed the boy out of the way. Unfortunately, the boy's hand accidentally caught David's bag, knocking it on the floor. The bag, which had been left half-open by David, now zipped open and caused David's schoolwork to spill out all over the floor.

"Hey!" David shouted angrily.

"Whoops, sorry," The boy said as he began to scramble to his feet.

"You knocked my bag on the ground!" David shouted and grabbed the boy by the arm roughly. A few kids were staring at the two struggling classmates, their expressions varying from awe and disgust. But none of them dared to intervene.

Before things could escalate any further, a voice called out, "You're a hypocrite, Davey."

David paused and let go of the boy, who took off. David turned around to see none other than Brenda, holding her schoolbag in her arms, her eyes narrowed at him.

"You told me I was selfish for taking my anger out on people who didn't deserve it," She said, her expression not changing, "I see that I was selfish. But now I also see that you are just the same."

David just stared at her with a blank look; he'd never considered what he'd been doing to the other children.

"You're a bully who takes your anger out on other people, just like me," Brenda claimed, turning her nose up at him. "You're no different from me, and you know it." With that, she stalked past him, intentionally bumping into him as she left.

Slowly, the other children then crowded past David, some exchanging glares at him as they walked by, until David was alone in the hallway, humiliated and bitter.

Note: Something big is happening soon, but I can't give it away. Reviews are appreciated.