Summary: A Goldilocks rewrite. Goldilocks runs away due to some...bad...treatment. Going to the three bears house could have been one of her worst mistakes, or the best.

Author's Note: I AM SO SORRY! I'm sorry it took way too long to get out, but with band camp last week and school starting this week, I've been kind of swamped...excuses, excuses...Anyway here's more bad news it's a short chapter and there's not much going on really (but I really like the ending). Please don't get mad at me my two lovely reviewers (That's you LonelyZoner and darthdragon)! And here's the chapter!!!

When Goldilocks woke up that morning Orson was gone. All that was there was a note, in big sloppy handwriting, which said: Gone out to get permission for you to take the test. Be back before nightfall.

She was actually happy that he was gone after she had cried to him. She had never cried to anyone, not since she was five. And she certainly never told anyone about her hate of people. The most bizarre thing, though, was that she actually felt better today than she had felt since she started holding this bone deep hate.

Goldilocks decided to continue to think on this, after she took a bath. She went to the bathroom and started to fill up the tub, still dimly thinking, 'why?'

She settled into the tub, with her mask still on, this time desterately trying to change the subject in her mind as though there was something she didn't want to face. Unfortunately, Goldilocks found her answer before she could come up with anything else.

Was she falling in love with Orson?

Goldilocks had never thought herself capable of love; of course, she had liked the other animals she had played with, but she had never started to like them like that. And she certainly had never had these types of feeling for a human. But something about Orson had made her actually happy anytime she had been with him. Even during the nights in the forest when they had heard Father Bear tearing through the forest she had felt some sort of safety huddled next to him.

Then another thought hit her. Hadn't Orson said he was under a curse? If true love's first kiss broke it, them would she be able to? Goldilocks shook her head at the notion. She had to banish these sick thoughts from her mind instantly.

"First of all, Orson is a bear, not even my species." She said aloud, "Secondly, he said he was eighteen, and in bear years that's probably very grand. And thirdly, no one would return their feelings for someone like me."

Reassured, Goldilocks took off her mask, making sure not to catch a glimpse of her face in the water, and began scrubbing it. She got out of the tub, getting dried and dressed, only to be assaulted by the person who had consumed her thoughts.

Orson was sitting in chair in the corner, shuffling through papers. Goldilocks once again saw the intense look on his face, this time not directed at her. She decided not to bother him and to eat the food on the bedside table he had obviously gotten for her once again. But before she could put her plan into action, he looked up.

"Hello," he said, "Go ahead and eat, and after that I'll have you sign these papers for your test." Goldilocks did as he said, but glanced at him once again; it had seemed as though there was something wrong with him.

After eating her lunch, she sat across from him asking, "So what's the test about?"

I don't know," he admitted, "The leaders will only tell you, and at the beginning of the test. All I know is that it's conducted by Samus, one of the mages who created this world."

"So it's a human, huh?" Goldilocks murmured to herself but then added, "What about these papers?"

"Just a few things stating that you will never tell anyone about this test, and," he added looking her straight in the eye, "stating that you will never go back to the human world. Are you sure you want to do this?"She took the papers out of his hands and signed them.

"When's the test?"

Orson almost smiled, but instead only said, "Tomorrow."

The two barely talked for the rest of the day. Orson said only enough to show Goldilocks around the small town. She could feel a weight between them, but she only though it was her new found feelings. Even worse is, he spoke to everyone else in the town warmly, as friends, and only kept Goldilocks distant. Even so, she still enjoyed the time she spent with him. They ate dinner at restaurant sitting by a river, that of course, specialized in river fish. They walked silently down the road of the village to the inn, Goldilocks wanting to do anything to break the silence, but finding nothing to say.

Back in their room, Goldilocks found that something to say, even though she regretted her words afterwards, "Maybe after I'm officially a citizen we can go find your true love to break your curse!"

Orson looked at her with rage and something she couldn't identify in his eyes. "How do you expect to do something like that?" he almost shouted, "You don't even know how to talk to someone without instantly hating them! You don't even think about other people, but only what helps you! How would you even recognize love?"

Her eyes widened and her hands clenched into fists. Goldilocks wanted to yell back at him, but she had no defense for the words that rang so true. She lowered her head

"Goldilocks," Orson said remorsefully, walking up to her and looking straight into her eyes, "I'm sorry that's just...a sore subject for me, and this hasn't been my best day. I'm sorry..." He left her stunned on her bed going over and laying on his own, turning the lights off.

She eventually laid down thinking about the two paths that people would take upon seeing her face. Orson would hate her, think of her as a fake, and form an even lower opinion of her than he already had. She wanted him to take the love route, but at the same time, she didn't for she knew that that wasn't the kind of love she was looking for. She was so scared to show her face to him, but it was something she had to do if she wanted him to accept her, and trust her fully as a friend...or something more. Goldilocks was shocked that her feelings had grown so much in one day. Where was the reasoning she had had earlier? She was afraid of this much devotion and dedication to just one person.

Something wet ran down her face and that night she cried for the second time in eleven years.

I really need to break myself out of this habit of ending everything in sleep...And I promise the test is in the next chapter no more stalling :) Yay!!! Third chapter!!!

Edit: I just realized that this chapter is right next to the bar that has crap written all over it (AKA: It sucks) So I really need to edit it, but seeing as the story isn't even done, I'll put most of my editing off until I am...even though it kinda hurts...

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