Later, in the Summer Cottage...

"Skye, you're overreacting. You've insulted my mother before; doing it one more time isn't going to change anything."

"You just don't understand! I told myself that I wouldn't, under any circumstances, get into and argument with your mother again. I have to learn to control my temper!"

Jeffrey smiled. "Well, I won't argue with you on that one, but honestly - if you hadn't gotten mad at Mom I would have been worried. Please, Skye, let's just forget about this and move on. Okay?" Sliding closer to her on the couch he wrapped he in him arms and kissed her forehead gently. "Look at me. I love that you are willing to stand up for me. Your loyalty is one of your nicest traits. I hope you know that I wouldn't change you for the world. You're perfect just the way you are." At this, Skye snorted.

"Well, maybe not perfect, but pretty darn close to it."
She frowned as he buried his face in her hair. "God, Jeffrey. Do you have to be so romantic when I'm mad? It really ruins the mood."

"Hmmm? I'm sorry, Skye, I didn't quite catch that. What did you say?"

"I said that it's late and I want to go to bed. So... Goodnight!"

"You mean you're kicking me out already? It's only 2:30 in the morning!"

"That's exactly what I mean. Don't let the door hit you on the way out." With that, she marched up the stairs and slammed her bedroom door. Jeffrey smiled as he watched her go. Then, chuckling softly to himself, he turned off the lights, and headed back to the main house to face his mother.

Skye always felt a burst of satisfaction when she slammed a door, but this time it didn't do much good. She hadn't been this mad in a long, long time. Glaring at her reflection in the mirror, she began to take inventory. She was angry at Mrs T-D for being Mrs T-D and for insulting Jeffrey. She was mad at Jeffrey for being a romantic fool while she was angry. And, above all, she was furious with herself for being angry.

Flopping face down on her bed, she began to recite the roots of i in her head. The first root of i equals i. The second root of i equals -1. The third root of i equals -i. The fourth root of i equals 1. She had just gotten to the 37th root of i equaling -1 when her cell phone rang. It Rosie.

"Hello, Skye?"

"Hi, Rosie. What's going on?"

"Skye, we're going to need you to come to Cameron. Aunt Claire and Daddy were in a bad car accident and the doctors say that they'll probably be fine but they won't know for a few days. Jane and I are heading down now, but we really need you there, Skye. This isn't going to be pretty for a while, and you always were the best n situations like these."

"I'll leave right now. I can't promise how long I will be able to stay, what with classes starting up next week, but I'll pull every string I can to be there until everything is alright again. Bye, Rosie."

Ripping of her dress and throwing on a pair of dark jeans and a black shirt, Skye tossed all of her belongings into her suitcase and raced down the stairs. Not even worrying about putting her jacket on, she flew out the door and shoved her suitcase into the trunk of her car. Slamming the door she ran as fast as she could across the snow-covered lawn to the front door of Aundrel. She didn't expect Jeffrey to come with her, but she had to at least tell him that she was leaving.

Hi, there! Sorry I took so long to get this up, but my first year of high school presented me with Carpal Tunnel Syndrome and so typing has been pretty much off limits. I hope you guys like this! I will try and update sommeme in the next few days.

Thank you guys so much for all the wonderful reviews. They mean a lot to me and I really do pay attention to your advice.

Rachel Alexandra 9 - Thanks! I intend to!

Mahogany night - Thank you very much. It's so nice to get something that that in my inbox!

Guest - Thanks. I love having secret reviewers. :-)

Anonymous - Haha. That's one of the most enthusiastic reviews I have ever gotten. I love writing argument scenes. Chances are you'll see a lot more of them.

Don't Blink - I'm glad you found it funny. That was the point. :-) Keeping Skye in character whole writing a romance concerning her has been a bit of a difficulty, I'll admit. I guess the way I rationalize her behavior in my head is by saying that love makes people do strange things, but it is definetly something that I am working to improve. If you have any suggestions, please, please let me know. Heaven knows I need all the help I can get! :-)

As usual, I always value advice, so please let me know what you think.