hi, my grandmother died, so i haven't been able to update, and actually, I've been thinking of putting fanfiction to the side, look on my poll on my profile, and choose, if i should conitnue or stop, thank you. and oh, BTW, it's going to be a phone number in this, it's a fake one, so don't try to call it, just so you know (but i don't believe anyone is so stupid to actually try), and i don't want flaming on what flora is doing, ok? it's in the book that I'm basing this story in, i just write so it looks like my book, thanks for reading,and, it's very important about the poll, cause if i don't know, i will just quit fanfiction, thank you.

when Flora came home, her hair totally short, her father almost spit out his tea. He was used to Flora's long, flowing brown hair, but when she comes home with shoulder-length hair, he really became surprised. Flora loved her hair, so why cut it?

" Flora, what happened to your hair?" he asked, and Flora was about to say what happened in the bush, but stopped herself. whould he call the police? she didn't want that the police to know, cause then, they would find out that she had been pregnant.

"wanted a change" Flora just said, and looked at the mail, that was on the kitchen table. two letters from aunt Maria, saying a late happy birthday, one invitation to a birthday party to Rose, and some bills. she was about to call Rose and give her the invitation card, when something fell on the floor. she hadn't seen it, and it was to her, but it stood with big, green letters:

Don't open until you're alone

she didn't understood, but walked up to her room,and opened the letter. what was written inside scared her so she almost dropped the letter.

Flora, i want you to come to the old shack this evening at eleven. Bring Philip, don't tell anyone, or take someone with you, or else, I'll have to kill them. i want you to come, and there is going to be a man outside. walk to him, and give him Philip. if you refuse, he will take Philip by Force, and we don't want you or him to be hurt. when you have done that, call the number on the backside of this letter. i will tell you more details then, and, remember, come alone.

florta turned the letter, and looked at the number.

474 392 716 (A/N don't try to call this numbe,r it's a made up one,so if you aren't very belivingly, you won't try)

Jacob Lassiter

flora didn't want to, but as the letter said, or else, they'll take take him by force. Flora took the letter, and put it in her drawer, to hide it. then, she walked out, to fetch Philip, and when she had him, she walked to the place. just as the letter said, a man stood there. she walked to him. it was too dark to see who it was,and he didn't spoke. he reached out his hand, and she put Philip there. then, he suddenly ran away, and Philip must have noticed that it wasn't Flora who carried him, since he started to cry.

when she walked home, she took the letter, and called the number. it was Jacob who answered.

"Hello, is it you, Flora?"

"yes, it's me"

"ah, good, i knew you would call, well what do i have to ask, do you want to say? did you do what the letter said?"

"yes,and i have some serious questions for you"

"tell me"

"ok, first question: what are you going to do with him!?" Flora screamed.

"darling, we aren't going to do anything with him" Jacob answered.

"ok, question number two: why did you want him?" she didn't kept what she wanted answers to.

"we are going to do something, and we need a host" he answered.

"what kind of 'things' are you going to do that you need him for?" Flora asked, rage building up inside of her.

"we're going to do... a crime" he answered, unsure.

"what!!!!!!????????" flora screamed, so her father came upstairs, to see what happened.

"flora, what's happening? is someone dead?" he asked, but she just shooed him out of the room.

"a crime? you're not going to... kill anyone" she stammered, with fear in her voice.

"if necessary, I'll have to shoot the boy"

"if you even tuch him! i will tell the cops if you so much as show a gun to him!" Flora screamed, and Rose almost looked in, but stopped herself, and found the invite, that still lied on the floor.

"would you be quiet? have you figured out that your family can hear you? do you want the boy to be shot?" he asked, and it made her shut up.

"anymore questions?" he asked.

"yes, one"

"tell me"

"when will i see him again?"

on that question Jacob didn't answer. suddenly, Flora heard a beeping sound, signalling that he had hung up.

"great, what do i do now" she asked herself, and went to bed. tomorrow, she was sure that some people would be screaming their heads off.

"you did what!?" you could hear helia's voice shout, and everyone who was close to him needed to cover their ears.

"i had no other choice! helia, did you want them to kidnap him?" flora said, trying to calm Helia down, which, as you expect, failed miserably.

"i don't care! you let my son be taken away by a slimy slug!?" He shouted at her, and the other, who was standing a little away from flora and Helia, shrugged when Helia pounded his fist on a wall.

"you go strait, and get him back!" helia shouted at her, as soon as his hand stopped aching. Flora tried to calm him again, but she didn't wanted to go too close to him, if he accidentally took her for a wall. he was so angry that he didn't notice her hair was shorter. however, that, Layla noticed.

"flora, why is your hair shoulder length?" she asked her friend, and helia stopped slamming walls, and looked at flora. Flora didn't knew what to answer,since she didn't wanted them to know what had happened.

"wanted a new haircut" she said, shrugging her shoulders. Helia didn't believe her, but didn't say anything either.

"are you sure? cause' if i remember, you said that you loved your hair flowing in the wind, so why suddenly making that impossible?" Tecna asked.

"well, it still goes, but i just wanted a change" Flora explained again.

"leave her alone now, but flora, why? why did you let Philip get taken away!?" Helia asked for the third time.

"Helia, i have already said enough, and i can't take him back, or else, he'll shoot him!" Flora said. Helia was about to say something, but shut his mouth when he heard the last part.

"shoot him? when did he got a gun?" Stella asked. she had had a fight the last day again with her mum, and tried to find her father's phone number, but didn't succeed.

"well, i can't really help, i gotta pack soon" layla said, and stella, musa, flora, and tecna stared at her. pack? where was she going?

"why?" Brandon asked.

"i'm moving" Layla said, and everyone gasped. especially flora, she and layla had been friends since they were five, so they were best friends.

"where? it can't be far" Timmy said. but layla seemed to know how to dissapoint him, sicne she said that she was moving to africa, but her parents wasn't so sure about it, and she had tried to talk them outta it, but only made them think about it.

"why africa? it's so far away, and it's so hot in africa!" Stella said.

"well, my family does come from africa in the beginning, but i don't know why" layla said, and she didn't knew, either.

"but that was centuries ago!" Musa said. "i know, but i'll try to talk them outta it" layla said.

"I'll help you!" Flora said. she just wanted a reason to get awya, and let everyone calm down about everything,and she had started being hoarse from shouting at Helia.

"ok, i'll go home, then, flora, you coming?" Layla asked, and Flora walked with her.

"and who is this?" Teredor asked when Layla and Flora walked into the big house. Flora stood, nervous, not sure how to react.

"dad, this is Flora, don't you remember? the girl who was pregnant!" Layla explained, and Layla's Mother came in. Layla hugged her, and then walked back to Flora. Niobe walked over to her husband, and lightly nodded at him. Niobe had made sure that they shouldn'ät move until Layla had permission to stay from her father.

"why are you two here?" Teredor asked. While layla explained the issue about not wanting to move, Flora looked around. the house was sure, beautiful. It was hard to believe that layla had lived here as a toddler. the house was very clean, like it never had a young girl with much energy in there. Flora saw beautiful chairs, the wood lacked, and painted brown. the chair's seat was red, and the floor was wood, also, lacked, and very beautiful. the walls were full of paintings that looked like Layla's ancestors. the curtains were purple silk, and the window was so big, that you could see the whole town, from there.

Flora almost thought it was a castle. she didn't hear the argument happening behind her, until she heard a hand slam on a white glass-table. luckily, the glass didn't broke. Flora saw Teredor very furious, and she started regret that she had followed.

"are you trying to say that you choose your friends in front of youre family, Layla?" Flora heard Teredor's angry voice say, and Saw Niobe trying to calm him, and Layla, Glaring her famous death glare, but She didn't have the power to make the glare scare her father.

"i say that i want to stay, because i have my friends here!" Layla shouted, and tried to out-glare him, but he didn't buy it.

"well, you have to stink about your family more, and forget your friends!" Teredor said, glaring back.

"Teredor! Layla can't just leave her friends!" Niobe gasped. Flora ttried to look invisible, but Layla looked at her for support. Flora looke at her, and silently begged her to leave her out of the argument. of course, Layla didn't noticed.

"Flora! help me!" she ordered. Flora was about to say something, when she figured out, if Layla's parents didn't agree, they would maybe do something to Flora, so she kept quiet. she looked at Layla, and wispered "sorry" and looked at the floor.

"Layla, we have to move! we are a family of great people! it's your duty!" Flora heard Teredor shout again, and immediatle understood why all the paintings, everyone looked royalty.

"so, you're from a rich family, Layla?" Flora asked, and Layla nodded. "Flora, My great,great grandmother was a countess, and we have very "dispised" blood, that's what i call it, since that was a hundred of years ago, and my parents think it's the same now, but it isn't! we live now, and not then, but my dad thinks that we are like, royalty, or something! We aren't royalty!" Layla started talking, but ended up screaming, and glaring.

"well, we have a great blood, don't let it be spilled" Teredor said, and walked out. Flora looked at a picture of A girl, who looked exactly like Layla, but her eyes were brown, instead of ocean-blue. The girl in the picture wore a blue, frilled dress, that had green leaf pattern, and some white lilies decorated it, too. Her hair was just like Layla's but tied up in a high ponytail. it was wavy, and glamorous, and she smiled a simple smile, with her rise-pink lips, and her hands were covered in short, light blue gloves.

in other words, she was beautiful. Flora couldn't stop staring. and admire the girl on the picture, and Layla walked over, and smiled at it.

"that's my cousin. Her name is Carmen, She's eighteen now, and soon to be nineteen., and Engaged. she'll have an arranged marriage, like me" layla said. Flora looked at her, and saw that layla loked sad.

"she used to smile all the time before. now she looks angry, and is different. she never spends time with the family, and she ran away last year" layla said, and looked like she was about to cry.

"Layla, i didn't knew, i'm sorry, sweetie" Flora said, and covered her mouth with her hand. Layla just shook her head. "It's alright, Flora, it's really okay, she always writes to me, anyway" Layla reassured her.

"Layla, we should be going now, i have to Babysit Rose today, so, see you tomorrow?" Flora asked, and Layla smiled, and nodded. Flora smiled back, and walked out of the house.

At home, Flora walked in, to get glomped by her sister, Rose. Flora smiled, and got up from the floor, where they had fallen when Rose jumped on Flora.

"Hi Flora! Dad left ten minutes ago, so we could have a girls-nights-out!" Rose exclaimed, but Flora shook her head. "no Rose, we're staying home, understood?" Flora asked, and Rose sulked.

"you're no fun anymore! You're different! what happened with you?" She asked her sister, and Flora just shrugged. she had thought of it,too, ever since Philip was born, she neever had spent any time with Rose, or her father. It was always Philip, Helia or her friends, but never with her family anymore.

"i don't know, Rose, i'm just growing up, maybe" Flora answered. she wanted to go talk to helia, but she couldn't go there, after their fight. she could only think about Philip, and make plans how to get him back.

"Maybe i can talk to Jacob, but then... he'll threat to kill him. i've gotta find a way to get my child back!" Flora thought. maybe it wasn't a good idea to not make an abortion, afterall, if she had done one, this wouldn't have happened. Flora thoguth of all this, when she fell asleep on the sofa, while Rose played a game on the tv.

the next day, Jacob wasn's in school, and Flora grew worried. helia didn't wanted to see her, And Riven had skipped school today, making Musa worried about him, and Brandon had to get stella, since she didn't wanted to come ou,t since her father had called the night before. Layla looked like she wanted to kill someone, and Nabu tried to calm her down. Tecna was ill, so Timmy wasn't in school, either, to take care of her.

in other words, it was just Bloom, and Sky, who didn't had any problems today. "they are lucky" Flora thought, and remebered Bloom talking about a guy, called Andy, who she liked. she didn't listen to the lesson, but the teacher didn't notice, so Flora was invisible today.

"well, everyone, recess in ten minutes, work on your pictures, and make sure to have details!" the teacher announced, and making Flora remeber she was in art classes. It was Helia's favourite subject, and he always drew her, but not today, she understood.

two rows back, helia drew a beautiful picture of a girl who he had met the next day, at the market, where he and his brother had shop for groceries. that girl was beautiful, and she looked really kind. she lived ten meters away from helia,too. but he forgot to ask for her name.

"well, she's not going to be like Flora, leaving a one-year old to a maschiochist(sp?)" he thought.(no, he don't think about making her pregnand, he just compares her with Flora), and not trying to get him back" helia thought,and glared at Flora's back.

"okay, recess, now!" they heard, andeveryone gathered their belongins, and walked out, to have recess. some onthe guys played soccer, and some girls walked around, getting the boys to follow them. Flora was pressed against the wall, covering herself with the books she held to her chest. she didn't wanted to talk toanyone, and her father had been worried this morning, since she looked paler than usual. suddenly, a girl in Flora's next class, who's name was Marie, walked over, and looked at Flora.

"hey, Flora, you're alright?" Marie asked, and swayed her golden, wavy hair out of her blue eyes. Flora looked at Marie. she was the school's princess, the boys called her, since she was beautiful. pearl-white skin, pink, glowing lips, crystal-blue eyes,and her teeth were snow-white, like everyone's, but her smile was beautiful, it was full of kindness and caring in it. today, she wore a blue tanktop, and a green miniskirt,and white stilletos,and she had her hair loose, except for a little hairclip, which was formed as a butterfly.

"hey, Flora, you're alright?" Marie asked agin, waking Flora up of her thoughts. Flora looked at her,and nodded slightly,but she didn't feel well, actually, she felt like she was going to faint.

"hey, Flora, i thought, maybe we could spend some time, after school? the other girls' and i are going to the mall, are you coming with us?" Marie asked, and smiled that smile, which made everyone do whatever she wanted. Flora nodded, and smiled back at Marie.

"sure, marie, where shall we meet?" Flora asked her, and Marie smiled again, this time, a friendly smile.

"outside the gates, alright?" Marie asked, and looked deep into Flora's eyes. Flora nodded, and walked away.

well, how did you guys liked it? and i made it just in time for my birthday, which is on friday next week. well, i'll hope to have the next chapted up by the end of may. if not, then i have chosen to quit . don't forget to vote in myprofile! it's very important!