Okay, so here we are once again.

Chapter 3- In From the Rain

(Starlightchick/2funE4U)

SPENCER'S POV

I was soon made it to town, it was pouring but I didn't care. I shoved my hands into my pockets and walked along the street, thinking.

I know I shouldn't have ran, but I had to get out. I couldn't take those looks of sympathy. I kept walking, thinking I should go back. I might as well go back. I turned and Tyler ran into me, making us both fall.

"SPENCE!" he yelled, he looked super glad to see me. I lay on the cement.

"Hey, Ty," I said, rubbing my head.

"Oh shoot, sorry." He said, getting up to help me up. He stuck his hand out and helped me; I slipped and fell into his arms.

"Careful," He said, holding me.

"Thanks," I said, looking down so he couldn't see my blush

. "Come on, you must be frozen, let me by you a coffee." He said.

"Why Tyler," I said, bumping into his shoulder, "Are you asking me on a date?"

He shot me a smirk, "You would like that, wouldn't you Spence?"

I gave him a look; you have got to be kidding me. He smiled as we walked down the raining street, my hair being plastered to my face as we walked to the nearest coffee shop.

HAILEY'S POV

When would Spence and Tyler get here? After dinner and they still haven't showed.

"So, about Spencer and Max?" Fabian inquired.

"Well," I said, nervous.

Jared sighed and began to speak, "See, Spencer and Max's parents hate them."

"I mean, they absolutely hate them," I said staring into their disbelieving eyes.

"You're kidding right?" Mara asked.

Alex shook his head, "Would we be joking about this kind of thing?"

"Anyway, their parents hate Spencer the most, they wanted sons but they got girls. And Max was their mother's favorite, and Spencer got the bad end of the deal," Jared sighed, we both hated telling this story. "Soon their parents started getting angry with them around-"

"Who are their parents anyway?"

"Brittany Axasin and Brent Axasin. So anyway, before I was rudely interrupted," I shoot a glare at Mick and then continued, "Spencer started working for neighbors at age seven; they crashed at one of our houses all the time. Our parents knew they didn't like it at their houses they kept sleeping over more and more. Spencer bought clothes for just Max mostly. Once in a while she'd get her parents to give her money to get new clothes for herself. After awhile they just started keeping their stuff at our houses. Max spent most of her time with me or at Jared's house, and Spencer spent her time with Tyler or me. That's why Tyler and Spencer are best friends, and the same with Max and Jared." I finished, looking at the gapping Anubis group.

"That's terrible," Fabian said, shaking his head.

"Yeah, and now you know why Spencer is so harsh at times," Max said walking in, then added, "She gets the bad end of everything."

Max slid into an empty seat next to Jared. "She's a good sister, our parents don't deserve her."

There was a moment of silence.

"Oh, and by the way," Max said and then continued, "The Pity Party is over."

The door opened loudly as thunder ripped through the sky, followed by a flash of lightening. Spencer and Tyler stood in the doorway, talking about something.

MAX'S POV

What the heck is their problem?

Spence and I don't need anyone's pity. We just want to be ourselves and forget about our butt parents.

Ty and Spence walked in, talking to each other. Spence looked over at us, "I heard my name."

"They were throwing us a pity party," I explained as I walked past them and up to the bedroom. I was just about to reach the doorknob when I heard Alfie yelp in pain.

"Not again," I groaned to myself, pulling open the door. Spence really had to stop doing that.

SPENCER'S POV

What's with the pity parties? I mean, come on, pity does crap. Pity doesn't change the fact that my parents are demons, sent to break Max and I apart.

Now, if I was going to blame anyone, I am going to blame them.

"Everyone needs pity once in a while." Alfie said, as if this made perfect sense. He crossed a line. I walked over to him and hit him hard in the shoulder.

"OW!" He yelped, "What was that for?"

"I don't need pity; I need good grades and my friends." I turned and glared at Jerome, "Got anything to add to that Blondie?"

Jerome shook his head, wordlessly.

That was the smartest thing I've ever seen him do.

I turned away from everyone and walked up the steps to Max. I needed to comfort Max. I needed to be strong for both of us. She needed me and right now, I kind-of need her.

I climbed the stairs, grateful that no one could see me make a fool of myself. I don't really apologize. I knocked on the door softly and pushed it open, the window was wide open and the rain poured harder. I can't believe it, she is on the roof while it's raining.

That's when I really noticed the wet clothes.

Oh well.

I turned and took a quick step forward, to go tell Max to get down from the roof. I ran smack into Tyler. I fell like the klutz I am and I found myself laying on top of him. We started laughing. I have no idea why, but maybe because we needed a laugh.

He had an amazing laugh; it made my heart speed up every time. I stared into his eyes, as he stared into mine. I started to let my eyes wander. Around his face, taking it all in. I ended up stopping at his lips. I inhaled his scent. So hard to describe, but so good.

As I stared at his lips I realized how much I wanted mine to meet his. I wanted to kiss him so bad. Tyler had stopped laughing and was studying me, study his lips. He leaned his head forward without hesitation. I leaned mine down. Soon we were so close; all I had to do was lean down just a fraction of a inch more…

The front door banged open. "WHAT IS THAT THING ON THE ROOF?" A voice demanded.

I rolled off him and got up, he beat me to it, lifting me under the arms, and pulling me up.

"Thanks," I said, not really wanting to talk about what was about to happen. I ran down the stairs to see a scary-looking creep talking to Trudy.

"Victor, I have no idea what you're talking about." Trudy said, shaking her head. Victor… He was the house watcher? I end up with a creep?

I stuck my hand out to Victor, "Spencer, sister to the Thing on the roof." And with that I sprinted out of the house. Into the pouring rain to see Max, on the roof.

"GET DOWN HERE NOW!" I screamed, glaring up at her.

"Spence, I'm fine, really, look!" She stood up and walked along the slanted roof.

"IF YOU GET INJURED WE GO BACK TO MOM AND DAD."

She looked over at me, a scared look on her face, she crawled out fast. I sighed and felt a dizzying feeling come over me. I nearly fell onto the wet ground. I walked back into the house to see Victor talking to Max.

"We have guidelines Ms. Axasin," He said, as Max held back the urge to giggle. He finished his stupid speech and pulled out a gold pocket watch, glancing at the time.

"It's ten o'clock," he said, "And you know what that means, you have 5 minutes than I want to hear a pin drop."

"Good luck with that," Max said as we climbed the stairs, Victor glared at her, but she shrugged and skipped up the steps. I rolled my eyes and followed.

I lay on my black comforter in my tight black tee and black bottoms. I lay there, drifting off to sleep slowly. It was still too early for me, but I lived in California, and we're a couple of hours later.

I slipped under the covers as Hailey climbed into her white and purple bed spread. She was in blue bottoms and a green cotton top. Max lay in navy soccer shorts and a white top.

"'Night," She said, kicking the comforter off and laying under the sheets.

"'Night." Hailey and I said, falling deeper into dream land.

NINA'S POV

My phone started beeping at midnight, Sibuna meeting.

I walked over groggily to Amber and shook her awake. "5 more minutes." She mumbled, it ended up that I had to pull her out of bed.

"Let's go." I sighed and we walked out, meeting Patricia in the halls. Jerome, Alfie, and Fabian were waiting by Spencer's, Hailey's, and Max's door.

"Hey," Fabian breathed. I smiled, gosh how I liked him. I heard soft painful moaning coming from the other's bedroom.

"Spencer, knock it off." Hailey said. The groans kept going. I heard blankets rustling, "Spencer knock it off- Spence?" She sounded scared. "What the-"

I ran in, not knowing exactly why. I turned the light on and gasped. Spencer was floating 5 feet above the bed, arms spread out, looking in pain. Max was tossing and turning violently.

The Sibuna gang ran in just as Max's head snapped towards me. Her eyes opened and they glowed a bright, yellow.

"Nina Martin," A thick male voice said, "The mystery isn't over, it's barely begun." The voice laughed and stopped shortly.

Max swung forward just as Spencer fell from her height, hitting the bed with a thud.

"Ow," Max groaned, rubbing her head. "Killer headache."

Spencer moved around violently, whimpering in pain.

"Not again, no." She said, tossing her head around. "Please, no! No! STOP!"

Fabian raced over with me and we began shaking her. "Get up!"

"Please, Spence, don't do this. Wake up!"

Max was sitting on her bed watching her sister thrash violently. "Spence," was all Max say.

I turned my attention back to Spence, "Come on. It's time to wake up!" Fabian turned to Sibuna, "Get everyone else." This cannot be happening.

What was that whole thing with Max?

What had possessed her?

Just then Spencer's eyes shot open and she began breathing heavily. She looked at all of us, shook her head, pushed Fabian and me out of her way. She pulled out the black suitcase and yanked out charcoal and 3 sketch pads, she opened the first one and began making sharp cuts on the paper.

"Spencer?" Max said, but Spencer stared at the picture, shading something in. She tore the page out and threw in on the floor. Fabian picked it up and stared at the picture in horror. I looked over his shoulder and saw it was the locket. My locket. It was open and the picture of the girl had spot on details.

"Where did you see this?" I asked, handing Patricia the picture. But Spencer didn't answer she was already on another picture. She was absorbed, not taking her eyes off the picture. She threw the paper down and I picked it up.

It was a creepy gargoyle that was standing on a building looked down at the ground. Spencer threw the sketch pad; it had a partly done castle. She looked like she was going to be sick. She walked out without another word, not caring what anyone else thought.

She was back a few minutes late; she looked as if she was 'sick,' and she probably was. She opened the door wider and pointed for us to get out.

We walked out, not sure what to do. When spencer closed the door behind her and walked towards the stairs, I looked at my friends, "No meeting," I sighed, today was a long day and a Sibuna meeting would make it longer.

They nodded and we broke up, Fabian, Jerome, and Alfie following Spencer. I really wonder what Spencer saw.

"Nina," Sarah's voice echoed around me. "It's not over, it was never over."

My thoughts turned to horror, but I said nothing as I closed the door to the bedroom.

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