A/N: LOL, your reviews made me a tiny bit confused! I had no idea what some of them were talking about! But it's alright!

AGAIN: This story is made up by me. It has nothing to do with the clue hunt or anything that happened in the books. I am simply using the characters and tweaking them a bit to fit my story. I do warn you that this is major OOC. There is probably not another author who enjoys writing stories with OOC. You all should probably know that from some of my other stories.

I promise one day I will write another story where all the characters make sense!

And yes they are all the same age of 16.

Thank you for reading over my rant. Unless you didn't read it...

Someone asked me about my profile. Yeah I know, it's deathly boring… I made this account like a year ago but never bothered to use it

IAN POV

Dan and Ian stared at each other. They were the last two in the game. Everyone else quit. Ian smiled; sweat was starting to appear on Dan's forehead.

"Are you going to make your move?" Ian asked smugly.

Dan didn't respond. All he did was look at the cards in his hand.

Come on Ian. You've never lost a game, you can do this. Just watch and wait.

Dan suddenly slapped down his card on the table.

Before he could open his own mouth though, Ian practically screamed "UNO!"

"Ugh. I hate you." Dan said throwing his remaining card on the table. "I give up."

"BOYS! Keep it quiet, it maybe that last day of school but that does NOT mean you can…" Mr. Smith droned on and on about how kids were so excited that they didn't acknowledge the rules.

Ian tuned him out. Mr. Smith was a little old man with a balding head, besides he couldn't do anything now. It was the last day at school at Brookwood. So detention would be pointless. However, being the "goody two shoes" Ian was known as, he politely smiled and said "Yes, Mr. Smith."

"Thank you Ian. I accept your apology," Mr. Smith said, then walked over to his desk and began to read the newspaper.

Ian smiled, he was always devious. He could charm his way out of trouble almost every time. With his tan skin, jet-black hair, and his strong accent he was almost mix of Taylor Lautner and Robert Pattinson. He was also the top in his class, and the best athlete in the whole school. He was the leader of MUN and SGA. Not to mention he had been captain at most charitable events!

Yes, Ian Kabra did charity events. Not because he was charitable. Heaven's no. It was because she would be there.

Amy Cahill made every bone in Ian's body weak. Amy made his heart ache. Ian realized that he was very much in love with her about 9 years ago after she beat him at chess.

Ian didn't know why, maybe it was because she challenged him. Maybe it was because she was the perfect opponent for him.

And Ian couldn't tell anyone. If he told Dan, Ian's butt would probably be back in London. If he told Natalie, Amy would know within two seconds. If he told Chris, Chris would tell Sinead, and Sinead would tell Amy. If he told David, David would most likely tell Chris and well you know what happens from there.

It was also complicated. Amy hated him. Completely hated Ian. He didn't know why. She just did. So he hid his feelings, no matter how bad it hurt. He would never let her know how he feels. But he still did little things for her, even if she didn't know it. He would occasionally pay the janitor to put notes in her locker, or even send her Chinese during lunch.

He enjoyed rattling Amy, it was fun to see her face get all flushed from arguing with him. She was quite a work of art.

Ian felt something knock him in the back. His quickly turned around in his seat, at his ground was a paper ball.

His eyes scanned the room, until he saw Chris smiling like an idiot.

Ian glared, Chris waved and mouthed, "Open it."

Ian, though still annoyed, bent down and picked up the worthless looking sheet of paper. Slowly he opened it then flattened it out on the desk. It read:

CAHILL'S HOUSE. After school. Pool. Be there.

Ian looked back at Chris and nodded.

Cahill house, eh? There was a very fat chance Amy would be there.

He smiled. And looked at Dan. Dan was looking out the window, unconsciously rubbing his arm. Dan always did that when he was thinking about his parents.

Ian felt guilty. He and Natalie knew. He wondered why the rest didn't know. Why hadn't their parents told them? Ian used to think that knowing the secret made him special, like the secret lifted him onto some pedestal. But as he grew older he began to realize the secret wasn't much fun. Especially because it's so deadly. Or was so deadly. It's over now. There's nothing to worry about….

Finally the bell rang.

If only Ian knew how wrong he was.

A/N: I'm having issues with the uploader! Every time I try to upload a new chapter for vengeance it uploads the chapter that was already posted…. :P I'll try again later. But since I haven't updated in a while, I'll give you two chapeters. sorry btw.

But thank you for your reviews I appreciate them.