FROGERITA. I'm sorry I'm sorry I'M SORRY. But I had to continue the story. I was bored and I felt the urge to write…I can resist the urge to write. I'm a published (Second grade, long story) writer for Artemis' sake! Get mad at me, whatever, I don't care.

Don't kill me! Noodle

Stephanie was walking down the corridor to Artemis' bedroom so she could sneak some of his shampoo and use it the next morning. She noticed that his shampoo made his hair shiny and she wanted to try it.

As she walked past one room, Stephanie noticed that a faint sound of crying was coming from the crack beneath the door. It sounded like Shawn, so she concluded that this was his room. She was afraid to enter, yet she wanted to know what was wrong. Besides, if she didn't do anything about it Artemis might hear and make the situation worse. He wasn't much good at comforting people.

Stephanie opened the door a crack to find Shawn concealed in his covers, shivering and whining. A night-light was plugged in but it had burned out. The curtains were closed, so no moon light was there to brighten the room.

Stephanie silently walked to Shawn and sat at his side. She uncovered him slowly so she wouldn't scare him. "Hey, little guy," she whispered. "What's wrong?"

Shawn sat up, wiped a tear away and started going on about a nightmare. He cried while he did this, so he wasn't coherent, and that left Stephanie to nod as if she understood every word he coughed up. She did understand the end, though. Shawn said, "…and then I-I-I woke up and it was all dark and Imma scared of the dark!" He started bawling out loud.

Since Artemis was just down the hall and it would be life-threatening to wake him at such an hour with a small child's crying, Stephanie needed to calm him down quickly (Long sentence again X.x). She wrapped her arms around the boy's shoulders, rested her head on his, rocked side to side and started singing to a song she had heard on the radio a few days back.

Artemis woke to hear soft singing coming from down the corridor.

"Who can say where the road goes, where the day flows..."

He wondered if someone had suddenly turned the radio on.

"Only time..."

"Where on Earth is that coming from?" he asked himself. He got out of bed and walked slowly down the long, long hallway.

"And who can say if your love grows, as your heart chose..."

Artemis listened closely. It seemed to come from Shawn's room five doors down.

"Only time..."

The interlude was skipped. Artemis knew it couldn't be a radio. He walked faster. His bare feet pattered and the sound echoed through the corridors.

"Who can say why your heart sighs, as your love flies...Only time..."

Artemis reached Shawn's bedroom door. It was opened a crack. He peeked inside and saw Stephanie singing to him, rocking him to give Shawn comfort. The boy's eyes were half closed.

Artemis stood by the doorway with his back to the wall and listened. He felt like his heart would explode in his chest. Stephanie's singing was angelic to his ears, he didn't want the sound to leave.

"Who can say when the roads meet, that love might be in your heart..."

When she was almost done with the song Artemis peeked again. Shawn had fallen asleep and Stephanie didn't know. Artemis decided to let her finish the song. It was all for his benefit now.

Right before the last word in the song Artemis came in. Stephanie looked up at him. He said, "Shawn has been asleep, you know."

Stephanie flushed. "You were listening?"

Artemis nodded. "It was nice."

"Erm, thanks." Stephanie lay Shawn down gently and put the covers over him. "What are you doing up anyway?"

"I heard your singing," Artemis replied.

"Was I that loud?" Stephanie asked, flushing again.

"No, the door was ajar." Artemis sat by Stephanie. "Have you ever taken singing lessons?"

"Never, but I've been in choir. We were horrible," Stephanie said, chuckling. "When we had concerts we sounded like dying sea cows." She quietly imitated a dying dugong and Artemis laughed.

"I honestly don't know if I can sing or not," he told her.

"Have you tried?"

"Not really, no."

Stephanie stood up. "I bed you'd sound wonderful if you did." With that, she left the room to Artemis, who sat there thinking about actually trying to sing.

Hopefully, if I try, he thought, I won't sound like a dying sea cow.

"WHERE'S MY SHAMPOO!"

Artemis stormed through Stephanie's bedroom door, soaked and wrapped in nothing but a towel around his waist. She looked up from playing with Nathaniel and her eyes widened. "Whoa."

"Where is it, Stephanie?" Artemis looked furious. "You were the only other person awake last night, I know you took it."

"Can I use it first?"

"No."

"Please?"

"NO!"

So Stephanie gave the shampoo back, but was rather sore about it for the rest of the day. For instance, when Artemis was eating lunch (it was something fancy, I'm sure) Stephanie commented. "Your hair is really shiny. Mine could be like that right now, but no . You had to be stubborn. Are you happy now?" Artemis merely gave her a "yes".

At the end of the day Stephanie bribed Shawn with chocolate from the day before to beg and plead for the shampoo. Of course, when Shawn was handed the candies he immediately ran into his room, locked the door and munched away until he got sick. Thus, that plan was a failure, and Stephanie was out of ideas.

She did find a surprise, however.

When she came back to her room feeling rather dismal over the shampoo, she noticed two bottles tied together in fancy red ribbon sitting on her desk. They were both full of two substances. One had clear, ruby red liquid in it and the other had a cloudy pink liquid. It looked a lot like-

"Artemis' shampoo! And stuff!" She picked up the bottles. They were brand new and had an odd scent coming from them. It smelled like roses, even though the shampoo smelled like pomegranates and mangos. She turned them around and noticed a very small, white card on it. The writing said:

With love, Ben

Stephanie shook her head and whispered, "Who are you?

4/13/06

Okay, this is getting really freaky. There was this guy that calls himself Ben and he says that our destinies are intertwined. Earlier I found some shampoo that said it was from him. I think he gave me the crap from yesterday as well. The strangest thing of all, though, is that I've never met a Ben in my live, yet he acts like we've been friends since who-knows-when. He looks a lot like Artemis, too. I can tell he dyed his hair black, though. I could see flecks of blonde last time I saw him. Maybe that might come in handy one day.

Augh, stupid cat. Nathaniel needs attention. Too bad for him I need to go to bed.Cheers!

Now, if you're someone who likes to think things out and figure out a situation in a book before it happens, you will want to remember that diary entry. Very, very vital to what I'm planning. I'll have to go over it with Frogerita, though. I hope she lets me use my idea. (:

Regards, Noodle