Author's Note: Hi everyone thank you to Samthevariablex, tessanatorsix, Guest and IwishIcouldbeNumberFive – (it's still an honour! Your like Lorien Legacies Fanfiction royalty :D)

So I'm glad you guys like that Adam's in the story, I really tried to make it a surprise at the end to reveal that it was Adam – I was hoping some of you guys thought it was Sam (I know Guest did)

And thanks again to Samthevariablex for your suggestions on Three's personality – it really helped!

OK time for more Destiny of Ten (the title's a bit similar to The Fate of Ten, right? Destiny and fate are sorta similar, I think…)

ACTION!

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Marina/Seven POV

I sort of lied when I said I had the flu yesterday – and I'm really feeling guilty for it. I lied to Joe, I mean we are in a relationship and I guess a good relationship is a truthful one, but I just panicked when he rang me up yesterday morning, wondering where I was. I developed Telekinesis yesterday morning – that's the reason. I was just casually reaching for my tooth brush and WHOOM, it went flying into the side wall. I started to panic, not sure why just yet, but things started flying and moving everywhere, I eventually lost control. That's when my bed flipped out the window.

Anyway it took a lot of clearing up and things were still floating around me – Adel wouldn't let me go anywhere outside the house. But even though I think it's a good reason, I still feel like I've betrayed my friends by not telling the truth. My mind drifts to Joe. His smile, his hair, his eyes, his abs… I'm his girlfriend I should be telling him everything going on in my life… wait am I even his girlfriend, I mean, he asked me out – does that count? We did kiss. I grin widely.

"Marina?!" Adel calls from the living room, I quickly get off the cheap mattress I've been lying on and head downstairs. A few things float around me before I head to the living room – it's getting better, now I can walk into a room and not have the door pushed telekinetically off it's hinges. I walk into the living room, Adel is sitting on the lounge; a mortified expression plastered on her face, her eyes wide and mouth open. A flash of fear goes through me as I head towards her and sit opposite to her.

"Adel? What's wrong?" I ask, leaning forward to get a better view of what Adel is looking at – it's a photograph, I can't see it well from this view. Adel doesn't even respond, instead she just drops the photo onto the floor separating us. It falls slowly and when the full image comes into sight, a scream is caught in my throat. The image is of a building; navy blue with a neon strip, but what scares me the most is the figures in the picture. There are 4 of them, but I recognise them instantly. It's John, Maren, Joe and myself. It's right after Joe saved me that day – when his teleporting Legacy developed. The photo is taken when he was unconscious, John and I were carrying him to the Lecture Hall. I look down the page and chills are sent down my back, the air becomes unbreathable and the atmosphere becomes colder. Underneath the photograph is some writing,

"Lucky. Nine's a hard number to come by. So is Eight."

My stomach drops and my mind only thinks of one name. Joe.

Emily/Five POV

Thursdays aren't too bad, but it's still the middle of the week… sorta.

I walk through the school gates for the fourth time this week, my body is tired, my brain is tired and I'm just not in the mood for school. On the bright side I made an effort yesterday to make some friends – well a start. I signed up to the cheerleading squad. I know I'm far from acrobatic and majestic – whatever, but honestly I really think I can do it, and besides it looks kinda fun. Tryouts were yesterday afternoon, I'm not sure when the list goes up, but I can't help but feel nervous. Britney the head cheerleader is apparently a b*tch to some people, but she's genuinely nice to others – weird. I just hope I got on her good side in tryouts; I don't want to be the fool of the squad or even worse, not get in and have her embarrass me like she did to that girl yesterday.

"Hey" I hear a voice interrupt my deep train of thought. I turn to where the voice came from and I'm met face-to-face with none other than Stan Worthington.

"Um, hi" I say, continuing to walk, he walks along next to me.

"Uh, how are you?" he asks, it comes out a bit strangely, I suppress a smirk. He obviously doesn't ask 'how people are' a lot.

"Um, I'm fine thanks" I say – I don't know why I'm being very short with my answers – I guess I'm nervous,

"Um, you should come have lunch with us" he says, I'm caught by surprise and nearly drop my books I'm carrying. He smiles – it's not the same mocking grin or cocky smile he gives, it's different… there's a pause – quite uncomfortable if you ask me.

"Um, why? I mean, not to be rude, just… why me? You guys are the most popular kids in school – you could have anyone! I mean you're nice and I like- I mean I just… I dunno" I say flatly, giving up on my efforts to protest. We've stopped walking, I look to him; he's grinning from my little rant. I roll my eyes, I guess I feel bad for declining his dinner request last time I went to his house unannounced so I decided to give him a shot.

"Ok" I say with a small voice, he whoops and jumps, I can't help but smirk at his reaction. He bounds off to his locker, I can tell he's very excited.

And to be honest, I'm a little excited too.

Joe/Eight POV

I'm in the library. I actually never thought I'd say that. Maren practically dragged me and Stan along during our free period. I groaned and protested the whole way, but her grip on our arms didn't loosen at all. But on the bright side, Marina joined us later on, she came to school a bit later than usual – very strange for her, but I'm overjoyed that she's with us. John tagged along, probably just to watch Maren.

"OK, I think we should take a small break" Stan says, taking his feet off the desk and closing his work book that he hasn't written anything in for the last half and hour. I nod anyway, this work is making my head hurt, Marina shrugs and closes her book, she's been quite distant lately; maybe just nerves for something. I wrap an arm around her, she instantly smiles and moves her seat closer to me, resting her head on my shoulder. But I still feel like something's bothering her...

"Stan we haven't done enough, we still have like three more slides!" Maren protests, John's smirking next to her – he's enjoying this,

"Come on Maren, just a small break – it'll be quick" Marina says, that seems to calm her down, because she just sits back and sinks into her chair. I smirk,

"Another game of 'Would you rather'?" Stan says, wiggling his eyebrows,

"No" we all say in unison, he pouts and sits back,

"OK, would you rather be Mr Lynch's wife or… a Chimaera?" Stan asks,

"Chimaera" I say, instantly feeling stupid for answering Stan's question. Maren just face-palms and Marina giggles, joining John who's laughing.

"OK, I've got a better question. What's up with you and Emily?" I say wiggling my eyebrows, Maren sits forward with John. All of us are smirking and Stan blushes. We laugh,

"C'mon dude! Just tell us the truth! Do you like her?" John begs. Maren nods,

"I mean she's pretty and all. I just… I dunno – she probably doesn't even like me" he says, looking kind of sad from his own statement.

"You like her!" Marina says, pointing her finger at him – he goes redder. We all laugh again.

Emily/Five POV

I have a free period now and I'm going to the library to finish off my first load of homework. I really hate that word. And I really hate homework.

As I walk in the library I can't help but overhear some people talking and laughing to my left. The library is almost empty, I see Maggie in the other corner talking to someone, I consider going over to her but then I hear Stan's voice. I don't know why, but I hide behind the book isles and go towards his voice. I duck down and see him with his group of friends; John, Maren, Marina and Joe I think. Stan is sitting opposite Joe and facing me.

"OK I've got a better question. What's up with you and Emily?" I think Joe asks, they all laugh to what seems like Stan… blushing? I feel a grin forming. And my heart rate increases.

"C'mon dude! Just tell us the truth! Do you like her?" one of the other guys says, I shuffle a bit closer, very curious...

"I mean she's pretty and all. I just… I dunno – she probably doesn't even like me" he says, he looks kind of sad when he says that. I find myself shaking my head to what he said. He thinks I'm pretty? I widely grin before heading out from the bookshelf isles and towards Maggie.

I can't wipe off the grin on my face.

Author's Note: Hi everyone, I hope you enjoyed that chapter! Sorry it was a bit short, I hadn't done an Emily POV in a while so I wanted to bring you up to speed on what was going on. Please, please review – it honestly makes my day when you guys read and review my chapters.

Oh by the way, I'll probably won't be updating tomorrow because… It's my birthday! I'm going out and might not be able to update; but after I'll definitely post the next day. Thanks again,

Peace,

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