Chapter 7

"Cale, how did you get those cuts on your face?" Peyton asked shyly, cautiously sitting on the seats a couple of inches away from Cale. The snowkids along with Rocket, Aarch and Tia were on a ship, flying to Genesis.
"I fell," Cale quickly replied, avoiding her eyes.
"Where, they're pretty bad" Peyton asked.
Cale gritted his teeth. "I just fell, I'm fine"
"Sonny Blackbones has been seen!" Cried Ryland suddenly.
"Really?" Cale asked in an obviously fake excited voice.
"Yeah," Ryland cried, not realising Cale's sarcasm. He was seen around planet shadow"
"He hasn't been seen in eighteen years though," Brandon said.
"He's probably been hiding there all these years," replied Ryland.
"Anything else been reported?" Gail asked curiously.
"They think he's going to Genesis," Ryland said, his voice shaking slightly.
"Obviously," Brandon said, "That place is huge. It may be obvious but it's unlikely that anybody will find him there"
"Joy," Jaina laughed sarcastically, "That's just what we need, a murderer in Genesis"
"We're nearly there," Rocket interrupted quietly, changing the subject.
Everyone raced to the windows. There it was, they could see it in the distance.

The walk through Genesis to their apartment was slow. Photographers were constantly following them, taking pictures and asking questions. They finally got to the apartment. It had two floors. The first floor was made up of a kitchen, living room/dining room, two offices and a gym. The second floor were the rooms.
"Ok," Rocket annouced, "Same room partners. You've got today and tommorrow off. Then we start training."

Aiden and Jaina were exploring Genesis. It was a huge place, basically a giant shopping mall/hotel.
"Do you want to go out for dinner tonight?" Aiden asked casually. Jaina turned to look at him and raised her eyebrows suggestively.
"You mean, like a date"
Aiden smirked. "Sure, why not." He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him.
"Nine o'clock, I'll meet you here."

Brandon nudged Ryland.
"We should hook up with Peyton and Gail"
Ryland looked over at the sisters sitting together, talking and giggling.
"No, I heard they like Lucas and Aiden"
"What do they see in Lucas?" Brandon asked.
Ryland glared at him. "Don't let Lucas hear you say that, or Jaina"
"Speaking of Jaina, she got to Aiden first." Brandon replied.
Ryland's jaw dropped open. "Jaina and Aiden. What the heck is she doing with him"
"I dunno. But they're going out tonight"
Ryland shook his head. "He is so not her type"
"Who are you to judge," Brandon asked, "Anyway, I didn't think Jaina had a type. Her, dating. That was honestly a shock"
"You think," Ryland rolled his eyes. "Anyway, who do you like"
"Gail, you"
"Nobody," replied Ryland.
Brandon snorted. "You're sad"
"I can't like someone in that way, because I have a girlfriend"
"Whatever," Brandon sighed.

Jaina arrived at the meeting place, Aiden was already there. She was wearing dark blue jeans with a white sleeveless top and a black shrug. She wasn't really one for skirts or dresses.
"You look nice," Aiden said with a sly smile, taking her hand in his. They went to a restaurant and ordered food and drinks.
"So," Jaina said shyly. This was akward. She wasn't sure what she was doing.
"Is this your first date?" Asked Aiden.
"Yeah, I guess so, my first official one anyway."

He looked at them. They seemed so happy together. Laughing, chatting. He knew he could never be happy like that. He wasn't good looking, he wasn't good with people. Most people hated him instantly. He couldn't help being like that. He had a terrible temper, he was always angry or upset or scared. He was very defensive, very aggressive. He never realised his mistakes until he had made them. He felt jealousy boil inside of him. Why though? He hated him, Aiden. He was just to perfect, it was sick. And he hated her, Jaina. Yet he felt that hurting her was the last thing he could ever do. He felt connected to her, close to her. He was close to her, closer than she would ever know, closer than she would ever understand. He was such an idiot! She would never look at him, never think about him. He knew she didn't care about him, she hated him. Why did he want her so much? Why did he love her so badly yet hated her so much? He had to stop these insane fantasies. It was torture. It was annoying. He couldn't stand it. She was with someone else. He gazed at them. They had payed the bill and were getting up. They were walking out. They stopped and faced each other. He could see them better now. And then they did it. They kissed, deeply. Her arms around his neck, his hands on her back. He couldn't stand it. It was painful. He felt the tears roll down his cheeks. Why was he being so stupid? Why? Why?