Xqulth: Well, this is chapter 2 of my wonderful story. This chapter is a little, actually A LOT more close to the book because I literally copied some of it. Then again, some of it is just that awesome that it NEEDS to be copied. :P READ AND REVIEW PEEPS!

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Damien was the first to arrive from our group followed by Erin. Damien slid into the booth and then Erin slid in next to him. With his vocab list in hand, Damien looked at me,

"Hey Rei-Rei." I nodded to him and then looked behind Erin,

"Where's Shaunee?" I asked her

"Still asleep." Erin answered, taking a bite of her spaghetti.

"She's gonna be pissed that you didn't wake her up you know." I pointed out as I took a bite. Just as I finished my sentence, Stevie Rae came up with Z behind her. I slid over to allow them more room to sit.

"This is my new roommate, Zoey. Zoey, this is Erin Bates," She pointed to the blonde-haired blue-eyed Barbie look alike, "Between her and her twin she has the biggest shoe collection I know of."

Erin grinned and I pointed to Damien who sat across from me, "And this is Damien Maslin, he's a word nerd and gay."

"I think I should count as two; you get the guy point of view without me wanting to grab your boob." He said.

Zoey said hi to both of them then looked at me, "So I'm waiting for that story."

"This should be fun." Damien muttered and I shot him a look.

"How do you know what story I'm talking about?" Z asked

"What other story does she have to tell?" Erin asked and I cleared my throat.

"Well, to put things somewhat simply: my parents are Scottish but I was born, raised, and Marked in Japan. In my house I would speak English and in school I would speak Japanese. However, when I was Marked, my parents and I were on our way here and they just shipped me off to Tulsa instead of Japan's House of Night. I'm not sure which cities it's in there."

"Why?" Z asked. I saw Shaunee come in and go get food. Shooting Erin a warning look, I looked back at Zoey.

"Now isn't that the million dollar question I'd like to know as well. Let me get back to you on that point."

"Who's idea was it to not wake me up for dinner?" Shuanee snapped looking at her 'twin-yet-not-twin'.

"I'm your roommate, not your momma." Erin snapped right back at her.

"Don't make me come over there and cut that Jessica Simpson look alike hair of yours in the middle of the night." Shuanee threatened and I shook my head. One day this would go too far and it was going to be hilarious when it did.

"Technically it would be 'middle of the day' not night considering time is switched for vampyres. Our day is a normal person's night and vice versa." Damien put in. I chuckled,

"Way to put yourself on their hit list, Dame."

"So what's up with your mark being filled in?" Shaunee asked between bites. We all shot her a look and she rolled her eyes, "What, it's not like you all aren't wondering."

"Yea, except we have the decency to not bombard the poor girl with questions." I snapped at her. It's funny how our group lived on our love/hate relationships we had.

Z took a deep breath, "No it's alright. Well I'm still a fledgeling. I don't think that I'm any different than the rest of you. I don't actually know why my mark is darkened in. That's just the way I was Marked by the Tracker."

I grimaced. My Marking wasn't the most fun of the Markings. Shaunee interrupted my thoughts before it could turn into a flashback.

"Huh, I was hoping for something more gossipy."

"Careful Twin," Erin said, motioning towards the Dark Daughters table, "You're sounding like you should go sit over at that table."

"I wouldn't be caught undead with those bitches."

"Really? I wouldn't be caught with any hag from hell, especially not those ones, though." I put in.

"Y'all are confusing the crap outta Zoey." Stevie Rae interrupted us before we could continue bashing them.

"I'll explain, proving once again how valuable I am to this group." Damien put in with a sigh, "First off, Shaunee and Erin call each other 'Twin' because even though they are clearly not related-."

"Erin being an extremely white girl from Tulsa; Shaunee being of Jamaican descent and a lovely mocha color from Conneticut." I put in as an obvious clarification.

"Thank you for appreciating my blackness." Shaunee said and I nodded,

"No prob."

Damien continued, "Even though they aren't related by blood they are freakishly alike."

Erin and Shaunee grinned at each other and showed Z their shoes, which were no doubt new, "We even have the same size foot."

"Now," I said between bites, "Can we continue to the hags from hell?"

"The Dark Daughters are like a spirit committee. Think the National Merit Scholar in charge of the Honor Society mixed with cheerleaders and Band fags."

"Hey," I sneered, pointing a fork at him threateningly, "Watch the band comments." He gulped visibly and Stevie Rae explained,

"Our dear Scotswoman is a band nerd. She plays both Clarinet and Saxophone. Usually at odd hours of the morning or night. Insulting band, or an instrument, is insulting her, which is deadly."

"Anyway," Damien said, "There are also the Dark Sons. Male Dark Daughters."

"It's a tradgedy really," Erin started

"How incredibly smart and hot lads are sucked," Shaunee continued

"Literally." Erin commented in the middle,

"Into the Dark Daughters." Shauneed finished.

"By the hags from hell." I put in just to add a point, "They basically use, or misuse, their power by dangling it in front of everyone else. Then again, everyone also thinks that Aphrodite, their current leader is being groomed for being the next High Priestess of Nyx."

Before anyone else could say something, Aphrodite's sickly sweet voice floated over to our table and I automatically narrowed my eyes into a death glare, "Hello Zoey, nice to see you again so soon."

Her eyes skimmed over the table and when they landed on me, she looked at the top of my head and then back at Zoey.

"Hello Aphrodite." Zoey answered

"I wanted to invite you to join the Dark Daughters' Private Full Moon Ritual. I already okayed it with Neferet. It must have slipped my mind earlier. I hope to see you there." She smiled big and fake just like usual. Damien nudged me and motioned towards my head and I realized I'd let my concentration slip. Next to me I heard Erin and Shaunee mutter simultaneously,

"Hag bitches from Hell."

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X: So I really think I should say the following because this chapter is so much like the actual book:

I do not own Marked, it belongs to P.C. and Kristen Cast.

So, please please PLEASE review…it would be really really really wonderful… PLEASE!