What is this? An update.. From the world of Me?

Okay, okay seriously, I'm sorry. I am a hideous person - and not just looks wise. ;) I can't believe that I took so long to update, and I will definitely be updating more regularly from now on.

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Ainah's P.O.V present time.

"Okay dude. What the fudgecake is going on here?"

I mean seriously, I finally come home to my mams house I'm casually wandering around and I then stumble across a half-naked guy at the bottom of the stairs. This sort of thing can seriously confuse a girl…

"Uh… Well, you see…" Stalling. The first stage of a lie… "I was... Er…" Hesitation. Stage number two… "I was on a school trip."

He paused a minute and scratched his head. "Yeah, I was on a school trip and I think I must have gotten on the wrong bus back."

Okay, he's obviously not a brilliant liar under pressure. Or maybe he just felt awkward in his boxers… Who knows?

I walked up to him and pulled myself to my full height, hoping I could maybe pass of as mildly intimidating. I'm not gonna lie, it didn't really work. Pulling myself to my full height only highlighted the fact that I was probably at least a foot shorter than him. He was extremely tall.

I wonder how he got trousers to fit him?

"That was probably one of the worst lies in the history of lies. Seriously, that was on the 'My dog ate my homework' scale of lying."

He shrugged, not denying anything but not agreeing either. Hmm… Suspicious. I could see that he was clearly cold, Goosebumps were rising on his skin and he was trying to contain a shiver. I really need to turn the air con down.

I'm not entirely sure why, because in all honesty I never usually welcome strangers (let alone half naked ones) into my house -not that I'm at the house all that often, but I shrugged off the massive hoodie I had borrowed (okay, loose term he didn't actually know I'd borrowed it, and I wasn't intending to give it back…) from that Christian guy and handed it over to tall, dark and naked.

Well, half naked.

He took it from me gratefully before giving me a weird look.

"What?" I said. Jeeze, I find the bloke running around my Mum's house and then he has the cheek to look at me as if I'd grown three heads? Where's the gratitude man? Where's the gratitude?

"So…" I started, in the hope to find out both the reason he was here and why he wasn't wearing any trousers. "Zach…"

"If you're going to ask why I'm not wearing any pants, then it's a long story. A long, long story." He interrupted.

"I see…" I said. "So, why are you in my house and why did you tell the worst lie in the history of lies?"

He raised an eyebrow.

"Hey, it wasn't that bad. I find it hard to think under pressure without being given a brief. I'm usually given these things you know…" He trailed off, realising what he'd said.

"So you do this type of thing often eh? What's your job?" I laughed. "A spy?"

He stood stock still, and his skin paled as he stared at me. I wondered what was up with him, when it suddenly dawned upon me...

"Oh my God you're in the Mafia!"

I lunged towards him, trying to use my mad ninja skills on him, which I clearly didn't possess…

"Where are you hiding the weapons?!" I shouted. "How did you smuggle a revolver in your boxers?!" I added on.

At this point I'd managed to tackle him to the ground. I think he'd been taken by surprise. "Ha ha!" I cried as I pinned him to the ground. He stared at me incredulously before easily flipping me, swapping our positions.

"Ahh…"

"What the hell woman? You're crazy!" He looked down on me wide eyed, and I tried to spit on him.

Unfortunately, I hadn't had a drink for a while, and my mouth was quite dry. I only managed to produce the merest amount of dribble.

"I've run out of spit!" I cried. "Hold on!"

I tried to produce more saliva, but even my own spit failed me.

Damn Powerade.

Preparing for the worst, I closed my eyes and tensed up my body. Instead though, of hearing the sound of a gun clicking into place or feeling any sort of pain, I heard a snort. I opened an eye, and there sat on top of me was Zach from the mafia chuckling at me.

"The mafia…" He giggled and I frowned at him. No offence but he clearly wasn't very good at his job.

I lay there for a few minutes, just looking around whilst he regained his composure.

He then got off of me. "I can assure you Ainah, I am definitely not in the Mafia."

That's was they all say…

"Yeah, and that's precisely what a person in the Mafia would say, if I asked him whether he was in the Mafia."

Zach stood there shaking his head. The hoodie fit him better than it did me, it was practically down to my knees.

"Fine then, I am in the Mafia." He replied.

I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Knew it."

I was coming to my senses about now, I realised that Zach was only around sixteen, and didn't really look very Mafiaish.

Not that I'd particularly know what someone from the Mafia looked like, but whatever.

I was determined to prolong the argument though.

"So you admit it…" I carried on.

Zach raised his eyebrow, and shook his head. "I can't win with you, can I?"

Heh heh heh. I have to admit, I am a very awkward arguer.

"Nah," I replied. "Not until you tell me what you're doing here."

He sighed and looked at me for a minute. "You're not going to give this up are you?"

Zach's P.O.V Present time

"That's another no right there." She replied.

At least she'd stopped with all the Mafia stuff now, although it did kind of crack me up.

I looked down at the hoodie she had given me, it only just fit me, it was miles too big for her. I wonder if it was her boyfriends. It had better not be... Whoa, protective brother instincts round two.

Well, if I am her brother, which I assume I am.

In the past ten minutes, I've discovered that when I don't have an ulterior persona, I'm not actually very good at lying.

I probably need to work on that.

Ainah didn't look like she knew anything was going on here, and was probably my only chance to find Cammie around this place so I decided to trust her.

With another lie…

Hopefully a better one this time…

"Look Ainah, I'm sorry about all this, but I'm actually here because-"

I was cut off by a loudish bang.

I looked at Ainah to see what she made of this, but she looked about as confused as I was.

"Did you hear that?" She asked.

I nodded, and waited to see if I could hear the sound again. Sure enough after a few seconds passed the bang sounded again.

"This way." I said quickly, and grabbed Ainah's wrist.

I couldn't afford to leave her behind. This was mainly because I didn't want her telling Mom that I was here, but also…

Well to be honest I didn't want to lose my potential sister either.

Ainah came along willingly towards the direction of the sound, every couple of seconds we heard the banging sound as if someone was hitting or kicking something.

We finally met the end of the corridor, and there stood and elevator, made out of glass.

"Oh no, I'm not going in there Zach."

I looked at her.

"Mum has given me specific instructions of where not to go around the house. The basement was one of them. This clearly leads to the basement."

I rolled my eyes and tugged her into the lift. Before she could escape my grasp I pressed the down button and the doors quickly shut.

"Pfft. Douche." I heard Ainah mutter.

"Seriously if I get into trouble for this, I blame you." She added on, slightly louder.

We started to go down fairly slowly.

"So what exactly is your Mom keeping down here that's so secretive?" I asked, trying to keep a light tone to my voice.

"Oh this is her dungeon." She said quite seriously.

I stared at her for a couple of seconds before she cracked up. "Haha, your face! Nah, I'm not sure. Maybe this is where she keeps that extra sibling that I don't know about."

I carried on staring at her. Ainah was clearly joking, but she really doesn't know how right she is.

The lift came to a sudden stop, and the doors opened.

Ainah stepped out and gasped. "Wha-?"

I stepped out after her and looked around. The room that we had entered was completely bright white, and in the middle of it, staring at the lift with shock on her face, was Cammie.

Sorry, it was kind of a filler.. DRAMA TO COME SOON. Oh, and a serious soon, not a four month gap like last time.. ;)