Abby's POV

I look at Cree. She's just like I remember her- mean and sarcastic.

"No." I say flatly. "I was just…talking to them." I realize how dumb that sounds too late.

"Huh." She says, adjusting her sunglasses over her green eyes. I stare at her for a second. Then I start to walk down the marble steps of the hotel.

"Hey! Crabigail! Where're you going?" she asked coolly.

"Nowhere." I muttered.

"Huh! Really…" she said, looking at me. "Well, you might want to see your friend Francine." He tone made me freeze.

"Okay, Cree-p. What did you do with her?" I yell.

"Who me? Nothing!" she said in a fake innocent voice. I use my special evil glare on her. She finally crumbles, "Okay! Jeeze. I just, uh…made her touch fire coral…?" she winces.

"What!" I yell. "Fire Coral! You almost died because of that stuff!"

"I know." She shrugs, her worried demeanor gone.

"Argh! I hate you!" I scream, dashing down the beach. I have to find her before it's too late.

Fanny's POV

My vision blurs and I fall onto the sand.

"Ooh…" I groan, my eyes crossing. I burry my hand into the sand, hoping the searing pain will go away. It doesn't. I groan again. A blurry figure of a young woman rushes towards me, and I pass out.

I wake up on a comfortable red bed. I look up and shake my head groggily. A woman with curly, shoulder-length hair walks in.

"Lexi…?" I mumble. She nods.

"Are you okay?" she asks. I nod, looking at my bandaged hand. "I saw you on the beach. That's fire coral. You're lucky it didn't get into your blood." She said.

"Aoah… has this happened to you?" I asked.

"No, but it did to my friend. I called her over. She said no at first, because she was 'busy' but she ended up coming and with her family. I'll go get her." She strolled out of the room. Isaac came into the room.

"Are you okay, Miss Drilvinski?" he asked.

"Yeah." I said, smiling at him.

"Good." He grins. Then he leaned in and whispered, "This happened to Christopher once." He admitted. "Mom had to call in her, uh, creepy friend. But their daughter Nicole is okay…"

As if on cue, Lexi entered, her friend in tow. She had short black hair with half falling over her face. It was streaked with blonde and she wore a black dress with a pink skirt. Her husband was Asian and wore a black snow hat (in Jamaica?) and his black hair fell out from under it. He wore a black T-shirt and khakis. They had one daughter, a medium sized girl with long blonde hair streaked with black. She wore a dark pink T-shirt with a black choker and black leggings.

I shuddered. They were all dark.

"Hi…?" I said, offering my bandaged hand to the girl.

"Hi Fanny." She grinned, showing rows of pearly white teeth.

"How…did you know my name?" I asked, confused.

"Yeah. I never told you…" Lexi turned to her.

She laughed. It was mainly dark, but there were underlying memories of pink and sparkles, of nightlights and teddy bears, of cold winters and playing princesses. "Oh, you didn't know?" she laughed again. "It has been a while…" she sighed. "I'm Sonya."

Rachel's POV

I stare at the woman.

"What!" I yell.

"You heard me." she shrugs. "Anyway! It will be two people you don't expect it to be."

"Uhhh…anything else I should know!" I half yell.

"Yup. Somebody is here. Somebody else from your past." She said.

"Whoopee." I said sarcastically. "Who? Harvey?" I shuddered.

"No." she said. "You shall never find out unless you go to your new friends house!" Then she ran away screaming, "OoooOoooOooo!"

"Uh-huh. That was weird." I say, and then walk away slowly.

Kuki's POV

I felt so happy when I walked away from Ace, but now I'm bored. So, I walk down to Lexi's house. She's outside, talking into the phone.

"No! My friend is hurt-! No! It was fire coral! No! It's a she! Augh! Bye!" she yells, then stabs the end-call button. "Oh, hi Kuki."

"Uh, hi?" I say, looking strangely at her.

"Oh. You heard that?" she sighs. "Yeah. I had to cancel another date."

"Ah. I know how that feels." I respond.

"Really?" she asks, perking up.

"Yeah…when Wally and I were first going out, I had to cancel because Mushi- my sister- broke her arm. He was kinda mad, but he understood on our next date." I said.

"Oh. I could explain…" she mused.

"So, which one of your friends got hurt?" I ask, "No offense…"

"None taken!" she said, waving it off.

"So, who was it?"

"Fanny."

A/N: Hey ya'll! Who do you want to die in the storm? Cast your vote on my poll on my profile! If it is in the 'Other' category, then PM me so I can make it an option. Thanks!