Oh, hey people!

Well, sorry for the late update. I kinda hit a wall and it took a while to climb over it... I hope this chapter makes up for it and you still keep track of the story.

So, read and review, tell me what you think. And also, if you have any suggestions for anything, son't be shy and send me your thoughts. Thanks!

Nudge POV

"Mum! I'm home!" I announced as I walked through the door that afternoon. Max and Sam were not talking much for the rest of the day, and neither was Fang, which both Kim and I agreed was strange even if Fang was naturally quiet.

I heard Mum reply from the living room, "in here, honey!" I walked to the room to see Mum on the couch, sewing.

"Hey, Mum. How was your day?" I asked taking a seat next to Mum. I loved my mum. We were, what seemed like, best friends, and told each other everything. I knew I could talk to her about anything.

"Great, hon," Mum said, "how about you?"

I spoke to Mum for half an hour, talking about my day, telling her about Sam and Max and Fang's strange mood and what the meatloaf was like at lunch. Mum listened intently, nodding and putting in her input. Throughout the entire conversation, a large smile was planted on my mothers face.

I finished talking, sighing loudly, "well, I'd better get started with my homework," I said, standing up.

Mum nodded, starting her sewing again, "that's a good girl," she commented. I smile at her as I walked down the hall to my room.

I opened my door to find my room how I last left it this morning: messy. Clothes carpeted the floor, making it hard to not walk on things to get to my bed, which was unmade and covered in the magazines that I had been flicking through this morning before school.

I sighed, reaching my bed and pushing all the magizines off the bed to the floor. They landed in a heap with a thud. I emptied my school bag onto the sheets and started my dreaded algebra.

I did not last long as the home phone soon buzzed through the house.

"I'll get it!" yelled Mum from the other room. There was a pause before she shouted, "Nudge! It's for you!"

I rose to my feet, kicking various pieces of clothing across the room to reach the door. I walked down the hallway to where Mum stood holding the phone towards me.

"Who is it?" I asked, grabbing the phone. She smiled knowingly, turning away and walking back into the living room.

I stared after her, a smile set onto my face. I put the phone on my ear, asking, "hello?"

"Hey, Nudge. It's Will," replied a deep voice. My heart fluttered slightly in my chest.

"Oh, hey, Will," I said casually, "what do you need?"

"What?" he asked, slightly distracted. I was about to reply when he realized what I meant, "oh! Right, yeah... Ok, Nudge, er..."

"What's wrong?" I asked, slightly concerned. Will was never like this: he was usually so confident and easy to talk to, not distracted and not the stuttering type.

"Um, Nudge, I -" he started.

"Yes?" I asked, interrupting him. I fought back a giggle.

"W-would you, Nudge, like t-to go -"

"Will! Hurry up with the phone, will you?" I heard Will's sister, Lea, yell in the background.

The phone was taken away from Will's mouth as he replied, "shut it, Lea! I'm talking!"

I giggled as Will returned to the phone saying, "er, sorry about that, Nudge,"

"No, problem Will. So, you were saying?"

"Oh," I heard him hesitate when he blurted, "Do you wanna go out with me on Friday? To a movie, maybe?"

I smiled, "I'd love to,"

It's about time! I thought.

GazzyPOV

I climbed the stairs slowly, not wanting to spill the hot chocolate on the stairs.

I reached Angels room, opening the door, "knock, knock, knock," I said entering the room. The blinds were shut, leaving the room dark, and everything lay in a heap everywhere. I saw Angel lying on her bed, though it was 4 in the afternoon. "I brought you hot cocoa," I said, putting the cup on her bedside table.

She sat up, a frown set on her face, "I don't need it," her voice dull and emotionless.

"Angel? Are you ok? You've been a bit..." I started.

"'A bit' what, Gazzy? 'A bit' closed off? 'A bit' strange? 'A bit' distracted? Cause I'll tell you! I've taken Mum and Dad's break up hard, ok? I'm being stupid, but I don't care! I don't care for Mum and Dad! I don't care for you! I don't care for school! I don't care for life, Gaz! I'd prefer to be taken, I swear!" yelled Angel, standing up now. I noticed her rumpled clothes, her messed hair and her horrible smell. I looked at my little sister, realizing she was truly troubled, needing help. We have never argued like this, ever.

"Angel -" I started.

"Don't bother, Gaz! I don't want to hear it, I swear," she whimpered, turning away.

"What do you want?" I whispered.

"I want you out! Get out!" she ordered, anger pounded through her voice. I rose, hesitantly. I walked to the door.

"You, know," I said, turning to grab the door, "I'm here for you to talk to when you need me, ok? My voice sounded concerned, as it I was.

Angel scrunched her face, "go to hell," she snapped, grabbing the door and slamming it in my face.

There it is, people. I hopy you enjoyed it, and don't forget to review! Thanks.

Sorry, there was no songs in the one, but there will be music soon, hopefully!