OK, some of you guys were reading my AN, but I had nothing to do, so I wrote another chapter. Unessisary sike. Oops. Please don't kill me. I am working on another story, but it will be less than 5 chapters. Just letting you know. A little hint, it might involve a foam ball shooter. Don't know yet. Major action, mainly people getting hit in the head. Again, I AM SO SO SO SO SO SORRY! P.S. Has anyone played Bocci Ball? I just learned how to play it, and it really reminded me of Quttich. Weird right? Its not even English, it's Italian.

-SAVE THE NARGLES

My hands grasped onto the small box. It was brown, and that was it. BUt inside was a ring. Not a wedding ring. That would be odd. It was a bronze ring. The part that wrapped around the finger was made of three pieces of twisted metal an eigth of an inch thick. It was connected to a green stone, which has a metal rim around it. It was beautiful, and I knew Piper would like it.

I ran up to the girl that Piper was talking to at the counter. She quickly scaned the tag abd I put in my pocket.

"HEY!" She yelled, as I waas running out of the door. I turned round, and she was smiling.

"Good luck, I know you'll get the girl."

I smiled in return. "Thanks."

I ran put the door, and ran into Piper. We both fell on the sidewalk and it hurt. I think I brusied my hip or something.

"Really? I was just about to find you. Why were you running out anyway? Did the fake fox try to bite you or what?" Piper said, clearly annoyed.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" I said quickly. Piper gave me one last glare before I helped her up.

"Hey, why don't we go and have dinner?" She asked. "I also saw a hot air balloon, so we should go and see it. Is that all right?"

Oh gods. It is my worst nightmare. An unusual nightmare, but the same. No, not heights. Dates. This is almost a date. And it is with Piper. Oh gods.

"What's wrong?" Oh my freaking gods, it must of shown on my face. Now I'm really screwed.

"Hello? Are you listening? LEO!" Piper yelled into my ear. Why was she so loud? Jeez.

"Don't worry," She told me. "It will be fun. I don't think you are afraid of heights."

"But this is like a date!" I pointed out. "I am no good with organic life organisims!"

"It will be fine. You're with me" Piper soothed as she pulled me own the block to where Fuego Azul was. I named the car that, because it said Flame On on the back, and it was blue. But I still complained to Piper. Finnally she gave me a death glare. I decided to shut up then. We drove down to a Thai place and ate. It was still akward between us, but I didn't care.

She laughed at my stupid jokes over Tom Yum soup, and she told me about the absurd prom dress that her cabin made Mitchell wear while squeezing sweet and sour sause over egg rolls. I felt less worried. More happy. More the person I show off. Not the Leo I have been for my whole life. New. Not sugar-coated, like the past eight years of my life.

We decided not to go hot-air balloning; it would waste our precious money. So we just got into the car ancd drove until we got to a cliff. the sun was setting, made up of pastel pinks, roasted reds, and neon oranges. There was a cool breeze, the simplicity of the colors calmed me. Nothing like any of the places I've lived in, but I liked it. It's different.

We got out of the car and went down by the edge and sat down. I grabbed a pillow out of the trunk of the car and Piper grabbed a blanket. We sat outside and I built a fire. We bought marshmallows and we roasted them over the fire. Piper weirdly liked hers golden brown, even though I burnt mine until it had a crusty outside and it was really gooey on the inside. she wrinkled her nose at that, until I stuffed one into her mouth. She turned to burning it, but she still pelted a bunch at me. Stupid karma.

We did that for a good portion of the night. In the end, she was sleeping in my lap, the blanket tucked over her body. I remembered how she did that with Jason, while I was spying on them, feeling more like the third wheel. Now Jason was back with his friends, afraid of us, afraid of not being a true Roman. But I know I have to thank him, now Piper is mine.

Stop, don't think about that. Enjoy. It's all yours.

It is mine. This moment...this moment is worth remembering. The beginning is completely gone, the time afterwards is all torn up. The year at Wilderness is a fraud. The past year is a myth, real in a land from a long time ago, but not anywhere. Real because of the laughs and the smiles, because of the pain and the sorrow, the things that haunt the world. But this moment, anyone could enjoy it. It's completely real. Perfection.

I carried her to the car and fastened her seat-belt. I propped the pillow behind her head and put the blanket over her. I drove away form the spot, we needed to get moving. But I knew that I would have more moments like this.

Sucky chapter. But I needed to give you something. Houston is probably going to happen in the next couple of chapters. But I have something planned for Chapter 19. It is good. Think Chapter 9. It will be similar, but different. If you understand what I mean. But I have to tell you, I am officially a painter. I painted a picture of the skyline of my home city and I got tons of blue acrylic paint on my shirt, and on my hair. And why do I always go off topic...Back to reality, sorry. I would like to have 128 reviews please, to be pleased and not feel like a failure(I hate failing, I NEVER fail! I have never even failed a test. Quizzes though). See ya!

-SAVE THE NARGLES