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Two weeks. Two whole freaking weeks had gone by, and I still haven't talked to Warren. I just could not bring myself to speak to him. Not after the way I spoke to him last time. Call me a baby, or chicken, or whatever. I really don't care. I was both of those, and I wasn't afraid to admit it. I'm pretty sure he's pissed at me, and Warren is scary when he is pissed.

Aside from that, my normal, boring life, was turned way upside down. My dad took some vacation time at work so he could watch after me, the school was freaking out over the situation that had happened, and all of my friends were treating me like I was a fragile, china doll. When I hung out with Manny, he was always on the look out for danger. He wouldn't even let us do anything fun. We had to stay home and watch TV. Magenta and Layla, who were beyond angry with Warren, would walk on either side of me when we wen't anywhere. They were always on the look out too. I understand what happened was a big deal, but I want to forget about it. I wish everyone could just forget about it too.

I was currently sitting in my bed room, watching some old reruns of Degrassi. I mean, the show goes there, it's about to get real. There was so much drama going on at that high school, that it made me feel somewhat better about my life. At least, it got me laughing.

"I'm sorry I kissed you Emma," Ricks voice came from the TV, just as my cell phone started to vibrate.

"Hello?" I said, answering it.

"What are you doing?" came Layla's voice.

"Watching TV."

"Wrong. You are going to the mall with me and Magenta to get your dress for the dance."

"I told you I wasn't going to the dance."

"And we told you, you are. The dance is this Friday. You need a dress and we are taking you out to find one."

"Let me repeat myself. I. Am. Not. Going."

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Of course, in the end, I ended up going. So, here I was standing in the some store trying on dress number ten. I had to admit that it looked lovely, I just still wasn't crazy with the idea of going to the dance. The dress wasn't extremely fancy, but I wasn't an extremely fancy girl. In fact, it didn't even really look fancy enough, but it was pretty, and with the right accessories it would work. The dress was black with a floral design. It went to my knees and had a tulle trim on the bottom. Like I said, not overly fancy, but it worked.

"That is so the one," said Magenta.

"She is right. You must get it," said Layla. They were both way too excited over a dress that I would be wearing.

"Alright. I'll get it. Can we go though? I'm so done with shopping."

"Nope,: said Layla. "We still have to find the perfect shoes to go with that dress." I let out a sigh and went back into the changing room to put my clothes back on. You would think that because I'm a girl that I love shopping. Well, in most cases I do love shopping. I just did not feel like being out and about at the moment. I just wanted to go home and be by myself. Maybe curl up with a good book, and a hot cup of hot chocolate. Was I going to get that? Nope, I was going to the shoe store. Oh, goody gumdrops.

"You really need to cheer up," said Magenta. "Your sour mood is making the rest of us depressed. Why don't you just go talk to Warren?"

"How do you know its Warren that I'm upset about?"

"Because, last time when you were upset about the whole Justin thing, you were still fun to hang around with. Now you're kind of just a bitch."

"Oh, wow, thanks Magenta. Thats really going to cheer me up." Yeah, it was true. I could maybe act a little more girly, and excited about shopping and the dance, but, hell, I was just so pissy about what had happened with Warren. Forget Justin, forget about the stupid trance crap. Warren Peace was messing up my life.

"Sorry, I'm just letting you know."

"She is right though," said Layla. Oh, great, they were going to tag team agaisnt me. Ugh, could this day get any worse?

"I know, I know. It's just I was a bitch to him last time, and now i'ts just so hard to go back and talk to him. I can get over the fact that he doesn't like me, I just wish we could go back to the way things were. When we were friends and everything was fine."

"I'm sure he would want that too," Layla said. Would he want that? I really wasn't sure. Maybe he was so mad at me that he didn't want to ever have anything to do with me again. And I spent most of the rest of our mall time thinking about it. All through the shoe search, and looking for a matching bag, I just thought of Warren. Of how I should say I was sorry. Not that I really thought that it should be me doing the apologizing, but if saying sorry got him to talk to me again, I'd do it. Not only was I missing my friend, but it was also costing me grades in school. I really, really need to pass this year so I can get away from all this super hero crap and live a normal life. I'm so over this.

And by thinking that I was over it, was what probably caused my next problem. Layla, Magenta, and I had decided to go to the mall's food court to get something to eat, and there sitting at one of the tables was Justin. Blonde Justin. I froze. Literally. And this time it wasn't because of a trance. It was just because I was scared.

"Roxie, whats the matter?" asked Layla.

"Justin."

"Oh my God! Where?"

"Over there," I said, pointing him out. Before Layla or I could do anything, Magenta marched over to him.

"Alright. Get up and fight," she said, standing right in front of the guy.

"What?" he asked in confusion.

"You heard me! You think you can mess with my friend? Well we won't let you do it!" Layla was now standing next to her, arms crossed, and nodding in agreement.

"I have no idea what you are talking about," Justin said.

"Don't lie to us Justin. We know what you did."

"Justin? My name isn't Justin." They guy looked so confused. The look on his face almost made me believe that he wasn't who we thought he was. Maybe he was just a good actor. I ran over to my friends and looked at the guy. There was no way I was mistaking this guy for Justin. It was him.

"Your name has to be Justin, and you're the guy who has been giving me trouble for weeks. You used your powers on me and put me in a trance two weeks ago. Stop lying."

"Powers? Trance? What are you girls smoking?" I was about to start yelling at him, when a voice came from behind me.

"Hey, Adam, whats going on bro?" I turned to the voice and almost screamed. The new guy standing behind me was Justin. Justin with dark, brown hair.

"Oh My God! There's two of you!" Both guys gave me a look but didn't respond to my comment.

"I have no idea Zack, these girls think I've been messing around with one of their friends or something. I think they are all high." I couldn't bring myself to say anything. Magenta and Layla looked just as shocked as I did. I just kept looking from one twin to the next. Something just didn't add up. They looked just like Justin. One of them was even the dark haired one I remembered from the party, and the other was the blonde haired one that Manny and Warren had seen. I looked them both over again, and that was when I noticed one very small detail that I hadn't noticed before.

"Shit Adam, you always know how to start trouble, but come one we are going to be late for our movie." The "Justin" named Adam stood from his seat and the two of them started walking away. Magenta and Layla went to follow them, but I held up a hand to stop them.

"What is going on?" asked Layla, once the two Justins were a good distance from us. "Should we follow them?"

"No. They aren't the guy that has been bothering me," I said.

"Wait? They aren't? So, you just had me yell at some random guy for nothing?" asked Magenta.

"Oh, No. That was Justin alright, only they both were. They were in a trance while they were tormenting me."

"What do you mean?" asked Layla.

"Their eyes. They both had blue eyes. The Justin I've been with has eyes so dark they looked black."

"What are you talking about?" asked Magenta, not understanding what I was getting at. I really didn't understand either. I just knew I needed to talk to someone who had seen me in the trance that I had been in, and there was only one person who had seen me close enough to answer my questions. That one person was Warren. Oh Crap. I was going to have to talk to him sooner than I thought. Lucky me.

Yeah, I know, way to leave it there, right? Sorry, but you'll all just have to wait for the next chapter. I know this chapter was kind of short, I just didn't want to make everyone wait any longer for an update. I'll try to make chapters longer in the future.

I'm not really sure how many chapters are left of this story, but I don't think it will be that many more. Anyway, I'm leaving for Florida for spring break on Friday. I already have the next chapter started and I'm going to try and post it tonight or tomorrow, but if I don't it'll be posted sometime after the 11th. Anyway, thanks for reading and please review!