Friday came all too soon. Callie sat on the porch, glaring at her mother. Sarah might have forgiven her for having Aunt Ella babysit them, but she hadnt. Anaya put her suitcase in the trunk and walked over to Sarah.

"You know, baby, Aunt Ella`s not that bad." She said.

Anger welled up in Sarah`s chest. "She`s not that bad?" She growled, "She`s horrible! She cant stand any noise. She never laughs or smiles or shows any sign of happiness. She get`s mad a t Sarah. Sarah! Sarah has never done a bad thing in her life. You realize that, dont you Mama?"

Anaya sighed and hugged her daughter. "Yeah, Callie I do. But that`s just how she is. You`ll be fine, though. Sarah`s here. You two will be just fine."

"Mama!" Sarah stood on the porch behind them. She looked like she`d gone through a fan made of knives. Her face was cut, and her clothes were ripped and soaked with blood. She was shaking and breathing hard.

Callie and Anaya jumped up, to help her.

"What happened?" Anaya demanded.

"I-I dont know." Sarah stuttered. "There was this thing, like a dog...but bigger! A lot bigger! And than a boy jumped through the window, with this thing...Like a sword! Yeah it was defaniatly a sword! He stabbed the-the thing and it just exploded!"

Anaya smoothed her daughters hair. Clearly, she thought Sarah was crazy.

"Sweetie, is this just some way to get me to stay home?" She questioned?

Callie stepped in. "Why would Sarah hurt herself just so we dont have to stay with Aunt Ella? She`s obviously hurt!"

Sarah`s eyes were wide and she was breathing hard.

Anaya said, "Where is the boy now?"

"I dont know!" Sarah exclaimed. "He just looked at me and jumped back out the window!"

"Well-"

Anaya was interupted by a car door slamming. A tall woman was trudging across their lawn. Her long brown hair was tied back, and she scowled fiercly. Aunt Ella.

"Anaya." She said when she was standing in front of her sister. She looked at the twins with distaste. "Callie. Sarah."

"Aunt Ella." Callie said in the same tone.

"Well, Anaya, you can leave now." Ella said. "I`ll take care of Sarah`s little problem."

"But-"

"Goodbye dear! I`ll see you when you get back!"

Aunt Ella literally shoved Anaya to her car.

Sarah and Callie sat on the couch. Sarah had told Callie the story over and over. A boy saved her.

"He had been about twelve," she`d said. "Tall and blond. He had a sword. A sword. A sword."

"It`s alright." Callie told her sister. "It`s over now."

When Sarah had finally calmed down, she suggested the girl`s favorite pastime: Music.

"Extra loud." Callie said. "Gotta annoy Aunt Ella."

Sarah laughed at this, though it was a hollow laugh. The tramped up the stairs and into thier room.

Their room was small. Only enough for the two beds, and some storage space. A keyboard sat on a desk and two guitars lay against the walls.

Both girls grabbed a guitar. Callie thought of a song. She wasnt much for country music, but she loved this song. (A/N Bold is Callie Italics is SarahUnderlined is both)

I heard from a friend of a friend of a friend that

you finally got rid of that girlfriend

You finally came out of that love coma boy.

I heard Mary Jane at the Powder Puff beauty shop

sayin that blond in her tube top

she left our Jimmy for a boy in Illonios

Someone give me an amen!

Someone give me an amen!

Can I get a thank God hallilujah?

You finally saw what she was doin to ya!

Your Mama called it she was right

Glad to see you saw the light!

Whole town yeah we hooped and hollered,

She drove away, nobody stopped-

"Shut up!" Aunt Ella growled, swinging the door open. Callie nearly dropped her guitar.

"Cant you two just be quiet for a moment?"

Before either of them could answer, she slammed the door shut.

Callie looked at her sister, who still looked pretty shaken up about the events earlier that afternoon. Before either of them could speak, someone behind them said, "You know, I liked that song."

Both girls yelped and turned to see a boy leaned up against thier window. He was lounging on the windowsill, his one of his legs dangling down the side of the house. The other was stretched across the window. He had blond hair and blue eyes. He was about twelve.

"Who- who are you?" Callie stammered.

"Well," He said, hopping off the windowsill and into the girls room, "Despite what it looks like, I can guarentee you that I`m not a stalker."

He walked towards Callie and Sarah. Callie prepared to punch him.

"I have a good reason to be here, and I`ll explain it in just a minute. Your Callie, I`m guessing?"

He looked at her and she nodded causiously.

He smiled. "I could tell. Dad said that you were the adventurous one. Your Sarah, obviously."

He looked at Sarah and she backed up quickly. "You-you-your the guy with the sword!"

"Yeah. I actually prefer a bow and arrow though."

"Wait a minute!" Callie barked, "Who are you?"

The guy smiled at her. "My name`s Will Solace. I`m your brother."