Zoey

"What are you doing back here Zo?" Heath turned around to look at me, his beautiful eyes looking at me with concern. But truthfully i didn't know why i was there either.

"I don't know Heath.. i was with stark.. then i got tired... and.. here i am.." I breathed and shook my head, Heath stepped over to me and wrapped his arms around me gently. I let myself sigh in his arms before I opened and looked up to him, resting my chin on his chest.

" I'm happy your back actually... Zoey... i want to show you something really cool about this... place..." Heath said and pushed me gently out at arms length and took my hand, guiding me through the meadow... was it a meadow before? no... i couldn't remember. But once i cleared my thoughts and looked around i sighed happily when i saw Heath's house. " I changed things around... its quite easy actually...." Heath smiled gently and squeezed my hand as he opened the front door to the house. I gasped in shock when i saw white. " I know... i left this part blank... yeah weird right? Zoey... this place.. its like a coloring book.... only not drawing with crayons... because you knew me when i was a kid.. i couldn't color to save my life..." He snorted slightly.

" Thats not funny...." I grumped and turned my eyes away from him to hide my pained face which i fought to keep from crying but i couldn't help it. Blinking a few several times i felt Heath cup my chin to look at him.

" Can you do something for me Zo?" He whispered gently and closed the door behind him... now were were surounded by white... as if at a photo studio...

" Anything.." I heard my voice crack loudly again as i looked around. i crossed my arms around myself as i looked around... this place was so blank.

" Concentrate.... think of a place you want to be the most..." His voice whispered in my ear, his large warm hands touching my sides. Doing as he said i closed my eyes and concentrated. But the instructions were so hard for me to decide where i wanted to be. Then finally coming to me out of no where i got the spot. Squinting my eyes deeper and smiled hearing Heath gasp in amazement. " Oh my God.. i love you Zoey.." Heath gasped, his mouth dropping as he saw our kindergarden class room... the blocks still were knocked over and the stain from me being clutsy and dropping my kool aid all over the teacher. Like a child in christmas Heath lept around the room and touched everything, pointing things out to see if i knew what was what and what we had done with it as children... or what was thrown at my head... I frowned and crossed my arms at that remark but seeing my angry reaction Heath lept from the play mat and pressed his lips to mine. Like a spark running down my back the kiss made me flinch and open my eyes again with a loud gasp. It was dark in the room..

" Zoey!!!" I heard a familiar southern accent of my best friend sobbing as she jumped onto my bed and wrapped me in her arms, her lips pressing to my forehead. " Oh my Gosh Zoey!! i thought you were gone you scared me...!!" She sobbed, I turned my eyes away from Stevie Rae's face to see stark asleep on the bunkbed across from me.

"Where are we?" I asked softly looking rather confused i bet.

"Sweetie... Stark told me, you told him to take you to the tunnels near the abbey while you were 'gone'.... i didn't believe him at first... Zo.. he's so upset...." She whispered and placed a palm to my cheek, I turned my eyes to meet her blue ones. " He's been beating himself up about this..." She whispered.

" Its not his fault..." I shook my head and turned my eyes to look at Stark again.

" Zoey...." Stevie Rae whispered gently and turned my eyes to hers again. " Your tattoos are gone...." She whimpered slightly and touched my forehead where my cresent moon was.... " It's not even filled in anymore..." She began to cry and hugged me. I grunted in shock when i saw myself in the mirror. I had remembered that when i was with Heath.. i had all of my tattoos... why didn't i have them now? "Sweetie... im so sorry about Heath... i really liked him too....." She whispered into my ear.

" yeah... so did i.." I whispered.. not wanting to tell her that while she thought i was dead i was making out with my dead boyfriend in our kindergarden playroom.