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Chapter 4- DROP THE GUN HANNAH!

The view was stunning. The sun was brightly shining above me. No, not just me, I thought. Maya was with me and the sun was shining on her too. But Maya looked more stunning than the sun.

Her soft and thick black hair framed her face beautifully. Maya finally noticed me- she had been too busy seeing the sun set. This was odd because she was usually the first person to see me whenever I entered a room. It was un-Maya-like. I wasn't bragging or anything like that.

Maya kissed me, it felt different. Something felt different. She hadn't tasted like cinnamon, which confused me. I loved the cinnamon taste. She hadn't tasted like cinnamon at all. No, instead she tasted like vanilla and chocolate which he loved more than cinnamon.

I checked for sure it was her. I checked her face, it was her. But I just couldn't see the eyes. They were reflecting off the sun. I ignored that and went back to kissing her. She still tasted like the new taste. But I didn't care. I loved it more.

When Maya and I kissed, it was like a fight and I had always won. But this time I let her have control.

We remembered we were just human and breathed.

Maya stood up, holding her hand out to me. I took it. We walked and talked. I wished this was real, I thought, looking at her smiling face. It looked sincere and serene, which were two expressions I had never seen her wear. She was never like this; she usually would just fake the smile or scowl sometimes. But this Maya was nice. I sighed, wanting this too last. Of course I had to jinx it.

I felt a pain on my thigh. It hurt so bad that I had dropped to my knee. Maya gasped and looked at my knee. Blood was dripping down. She crouched and the sun was finally not blocking her eyes. But I was too busy on the pain in my thigh or knee or both too notice her eyes. Maya cried and I looked at her but not her face, she was standing up again calling for help. I looked at her anywhere but her face.

For about two minutes the pain had become unbearable so I lied down. It helped a little bit.

Maya didn't look at me the whole time I was staring at her. I was tired and willed myself to sleep. So I did. But not before catching the act of Maya leaning and kissing me. The last thing I saw before I drifted to darkness was pained grey eyes.

Hannah POV

I smiled gleefully again; I couldn't wait to see the look on Thierry's face. I tried to wake him up, but it looked like he was starting to have a nightmare. " Thierry! Thierry" I shouted over and over again. I was starting to worry now.

I tried slapping him in the face but still he wouldn't wake. He was a deep sleeper, I thought. I ignored that and tried again slapping him but in the thigh. I heard it hurt more than slapping the face (A/N: not true. Made it up).

It worked.

Thierry POV

I woke up. Somewhere in my body, it hurt. I found where it hurt and found out it was my thigh.

I tried to recall the dream but Hannah stopped me before I could.

"Hey, you okay?" She asked, worried. I smiled but it probably came out as forced. "Tell me" she went on.

"It is nothing." I assured her. She stubbornly jutted out her chin. I sighed inside my head she was never going to let this go.

"I had a dream about Maya." Hannah's breath hitched.

Hannah POV

My breath hitched. Thierry was dreaming about her and I so did not want to hear what happened.

I pretended to gag, Thierry grinned mischievously and continued. "We were lying down when suddenly sh" I stopped him with more gags even though it hurt. He would have never dreamed about me, only Maya. "Please, please stop. You're killing me." I held my throat and pretended to choke.

It seemed like it looked real because Thierry looked scared. "Hannah stop, it isn't funny."

I stopped.

Thierry POV

When she pretended to choke, I almost thought it was real. I knew it wasn't, it was just…. I just loved her too much- as a friend- for her to die.

"Sorry." Hannah apologized but she a confused expression on her face. I forced a smile.

Apparently it looked like it wasn't forced to her this time because she smiled back. "So where are we?" I asked remembering we were supposed to go somewhere.

Hannah grinned. "Well, I got lost because I forgot so we're here."

"Then why are you smiling?" I asked her feeling creped out by her smile. She just smiled again. "Nothing" Hannah answered.

"So we're lost." I made sure. "Yup." But Hannah didn't seem to be angry at all, in fact she enjoying this. I sighed. "How are we going to get back?" I said. "Well… we should ask people to let us borrow their phone first, then call one of our friends and then have them pick us up." It was like Hannah had planned this, but she wouldn't be that mean, would she? I pushed that thought out. This was Hannah my best friend. So, when I was satisfied by that, I concentrated on the problem.

I looked around and figured out that we were at some kind of highway but that there was a building about one mile away from here.

Hannah saw that building too and looked at me. I looked at her back and nodded. We needed to go to that building.

A/N: I was thinking of stopping but never mind. =)

Thirty Minutes Later

Thirty minutes later we had reached the building. It actually surprising that we made it to the building this early. Hannah was not a runner and she usually had a frown not a smile. Hannah had been smiling the whole way we were going here. But that didn't matter. What mattered we that we had reached the building. Hannah was very weird today, I thought to myself.

"Finally" Hannah exclaimed.

The building was a tall building; it was built like a small dome.

I knocked at the front door. I looked at Hannah, no answer. But she wasn't looking at me; she was looking at a sign that said 'closed'.

Disappointments were both on our faces. Seeing as there were no people to answer us, we headed back.

We heard, a swoosh, and turned back. There stood a guy that was impressively tall. He had dirty blond hair and intense grey eyes that was like Hannah's. Said girl ran to the stranger.

"Can you please help us?" Hannah pleaded. The stranger, seeing our sweaty faces nodded. "How" He asked in a deep voice.

I took charge and answered, "Can we use your cell phone?"

He nodded. "My name is James." James was very serious.

He took out his cell phone and gave it to me.

I called Maya. "Hey, who the hell is this calling me?" Maya answered in a snobby voice. It was so different from the one of the dream.

"It's me Thierry."

Instantly, Maya's voice changed from snobby to syrupy sweet voice that I loved but sometimes annoyed me. "Oh! Thierry!"

I heard some rustling that sounded like sheets moving. I refused to think it there were two people using those sheets.

"I need you to pick me and Hannah up." I told her.

"Oh, why are with her?" She asked, clearly pissed that I was with Hannah. But I wasn't in the mood for jealousy.

"Just pick us up." I snapped. "No" Maya snapped back. "Fine, I'll just call someone nice and caring. Two things you'll never be even if you tried!" I was really angry right now and hang up.

I thought of who to call and found call him.

"Hunter here." Hunter said and then asked, "Who's this?"

Thierry answered, "Thierry"

"Oh, umm wait." Hunter stammered but I hadn't noticed, I was too busy on being angry with Maya.

Hunter was back. "What do you need?" He asked.

"Can you pick me and Hannah up?" At the sound of 'me and Hannah' Hunter whistled.

"Shut up!" I thundered. "Can You?"

"Sure, where?" He inquired.

I looked back at Hannah and James. I pressed my fingers on the hearing whole.

"He's asking where we are?" I said to them.

James directed." We are in; 11 Crosby Road highway 125."

I told the same thing to Hunter.

"I'll be on my way." Hunter said.

I pressed the off button. I looked at James and asked him if he could go to the bathroom. I needed to think. "Left then go up then left again." He directed again.

When I reached the bathroom, I breathed a breath of frustration.

I was sick of Maya. Sometimes. She was kind of bossy and sometimes a fake, which I hated. I wondered if she had ever cheated on me.

These were all thoughts in my head. I have got to stop thinking about her.

I focused on something else. I focused on my dream.

Was I imagining it to be Hannah from the beginning? Did I like her? No, I can't. She's my best friend. We've slept in each other's bed (not that way). And what if she didn't like anyway? I would have hoped for nothing.

But Hannah was so much nicer than Maya, she was wiser, caring, kind, and beautiful. No, I can't. I couldn't fall in love with my best friend.

I went out of the bathroom with my thoughts. Some were jumbled some were not.

I found Hannah, her back facing me. So was James'.

I wondered if they were hiding something and told them I was here but I met with the most shocking sight of all time.

Hannah was holding a gun and grinning maliciously at me.

A/N; whoa that was the longest chapter I had ever written. Please review and read.