I'm sorry i haven't updated any of my stories! Homeworks getting bigger and bigger every week!

Heres the next chapter!

Grant POV

She seemed...

Familiar.

In a bad way.

I looked back to where she was standing to see nothing. I looked at Zach and he had a expression simalor to Jonas. I looked at Preston who was looking at himself in the mirror. Again. I sat down on my bed and thought about that girl. Why did I feel a connection towards her? Why does she remind me of my family which I never met? How does a girl do this to me? And why do I feel the need to wrap my arms around her and hold her closely?

I'll have to find her secret, and get my answers.

Fast.

But right now my beds calling me.

And then I fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was about 3 o'clock. I crept out of bed and into the halls. I slithered in the shadows down the almost always deserted hall. I slowly inched towards the big doors at the end of the hallway when I heard something. Was it giggling? No, it couldn't have been. I continued down the hall and slowly opened the doors and going into the old Great Hall. I looked around to see everything empty, as usual. I stepped forward, relaxing my body. I hadn't been here since last year. I heard the door shut behind me. I whirled around and saw the girl. Her dirty blonde hair fell perfectly on her shoulders, her blue eyes were sparkling, fiery, yet innocent.

"I guess I led you on a search," she said, "Didn't I?"

"Yeah, you did," I said. The moon was falling through the windows, hitting her perfectly, the moonlight was luminescent making her glow.

"Do you remember?" she asked, her innocent eyes wandering the hall.

"No," I said. I don't know what she was talking about. Did she mean herself? Or my family?

"Oh," she said, a slight frown tugging on her lips.

"What did you want me to well, remember?" I asked, curiously.

"Us," she said, her eyes peering into mine.

"Us?" I said, it sounded more like a question. Had we dated or something? Childhood friends? Relatives? Brother Sister? Or nothing at all?

"How do you know me?" I asked.

"CIA. They really aren't that hard to break into," she said, "and we've met before too."

"Oh," I said. We've met? When? What?How?

"Grant, they've been lying to you," she said walking closer to me.

"Who have?" I asked.

"The ones who care for you. Mom's still alive," she said. Wait. My moms alive!? "She's part of the Circle of Cavan. She's a bad person." she walked closer to me then stopped. "Grant," two more steps. "I missed you." She stepped close enough for me to wrap my arms around her. I did that then looked into her eyes. "I missed you so much."

"I have a feeling that this is where I want you everyday. I dint want you to leave me. I'm talking to you in a family lovey way, not the girlfriend type of way. I feel like I've lost you too many times, you're like a sister to me.," I said. She leaned her head into my chest and I put my face in her hair.

"Grant," she said, looking up at me. "I love you."