A/N Ok so this will be a longish story, yayness! It's done from the perspectives of the main girls and their guys. So hopefully you guys enjoy and any ideas you have I'm happy to hear them, Onwards!

Chapter 6 We don't have any fish

Raven;

When we got home I was less than surprised to see a moving truck next door, Dad owned that property but tennats didn't last long, especially with Iziah next door, it didn't take a genius to figure out who our next door neighbours were now, it was nothing but pure logic but still Iziah had to ask, "Wonder who's movin in this time?"

I shot a look at Harmoni, she had figured it out too, even Jamie had figured it out. And she was a little too busy playing with the roses, the pink and white petals trailing her fingers.

"Does it matter?" Harmoni asked carefully, last thing we wanted was an explosion and knowing Iziah it would be epic.

"Of course it matters," Iziah rolled her eyes but didn't really cement why it mattered. Once we were inside, Harmoni quickly threw her on her work shirt and flew right back out the door, Thanks Harm, leave me to deal with Iziah's meltdown when she figured out that Randy Orton was now living next door.

"I'll see you guys at five, good luck" She shot me a glance before fleeing. Yeah thanks Harm, so nice.

"What did she mean by that?" Izzy asked looking at me, that stare going straight through me.

"Nothing" I managed to get out just as Dad walked through the door, which was a little surprising because he usually worked late, or he pretended to work late while he was actually banging his secretary Trish, yeah we knew about that but he didn't tell us, possibly afraid of the blow up it would cause, fact was and this sounds mean, but we really didn't care. We had met Trish and she was pretty likeable, but as far as Dad banging her, well that was his business, besides we got that he was a male and he was lonely. So why not bang the hot blonde, but still Dad didn't let on, maybe we should just tell him that we know.

"Where's Harmoni?" Dad asked looking around, his face already at what we called 'terror-alert orange'

"Relax, she's at work. She'll be back at five" I said sitting at the table with Jamie, yes like a good girl I was getting a jump start on my homework, who knows, maybe it'll get my mind off next door.

"Good, because we're having dinner"

"Really? Wow Dad that is a totally new concept, did you think of that all by yourself?" Iziah's cold sarcasm actually making me feel a little better, of course until Dad opened his mouth.

"Haha very funny, we are having dinner with the next door neighbours,"

"Why?"

"Because I thought it would be nice, plus I think they could use the company or at least a friendly face"

This is what I hated about Dad, always shoving the olive branch in people's faces until they were forced to take it, and if that didn't work, he snapped it over your head, and then he shoved it back in your face and thats when you take it just to avoid his superkick.

"Still don't explain why we have to have dinner with them" Iziah asked again just to be annoying, popping a grape between her pouty lips, "Why can't they just stay on their side of the fence?"

"Iziah, whether you like it or not, Bob Orton and his son are joining us for dinner, so get used to it"

I shut my eyes waiting for the explosion, which wouldn't be good. Even Iziah could figure it out now, and just like I expected, the first appliance she got her hands on went sailing through the air. The blender smashed into peices, "What the hell!?"

"Iziah calm down"

The toaster came next, hopefully the jug wasn't next, "I will not calm down! How can you let that bastard live next door!" Food processor landing with a heavy broken bump on the lounge room floor. "You have to kick him out!"

"Iziah I am not kicking them out, they have been through enough" Dad kept his tone soft and sweet, he should of known that that just made things worse, in this one and only instance, you had to prove your dominance, you had to let her know that you were the top dog and she would fall into line. But I wasn't about to interfere with this, not when Iziah was now throwing the cutlery draw all over the floor.

"I am not having dinner with him! And did you even stop to think about Jamie! She's that age that his sick father likes, you know that you're gonna find her handcuffed in his bed!"

"You are having dinner with them, and you will be polite and Jamie isn't in any danger, now will you stop shouting and clean up your mess"

Iziah threw the drawer, narrowly missing Dad's head. Stomping off she went to her room. Huffing insults and death threats, her door to her really really small room thumped shut. Dad didn't even have to look at me but I knew he would so I left Jamie with her books and went to Iziah's room.

Tapping on the door, I was more surprised that she opened it, Iziah peered at me. "If you're gonna start your speech I'll ask you nicely just once to shut it"

"I wasn't gonna give any speech" I bent down and slid into her room, see Iziah's room is merely the cupboard under the stairs, yes thats right. Not because we didn't have the room but because thats where she felt safe. It wasn't as small as it sounded, she easily fit in her bed, drawers, laptop and Ipod, everything she needed. I guess since the creep in the alley, this was the only place he couldn't touch her. I flopped on her bed, with everything in there wasn't much room for two people but when your small like us, it fit us snuggly.

"If it helps I have a plan to get us out of dinner but also in a way not to piss Dad off"

"Does it include murdering the three of them, cause I would totally be on board with that especially right now"

"No, but its simple, so even Randy's feeble brain could get it"

"More than feeble, he ain't got a brain"

I let out a puff of air, "Well you do that, in the meantime I'm gonna feed the fish"

"Um Raven, we don't have any fish" Iziah looked at me, worried that I had slipped back to old patterns and ways, the way I was before the magical pills.

"I know that"

I wasn't sure who was more uncomfy, the four of us girls sitting on one side of the table, or Randy and his Dad sitting on the other. His Dad didn't look to uncomfy actually, he was busy chatting with Dad about whatever, Randy kept looking at us, his fork picking at the food. I saw the look he gave me, he looked to his plate stacked with chicken and veges, everyone had the same except me, I had noodles and hot sauce. Damn picky digestive system. When Dad directed that maybe we should talk to Randy and bring him into the conversation I had had enough. And nothing had really happened, it was just his eyes on me that I hated. Sure he glanced at the others, but they seemed to just glue onto me. It annoyed me and I couldn't take it anymore.

"Excuse me I have to feed the fish" I stood up and instantly Iziah stood up,

"I'll help you, you've been kept away longer than you should of been" She shot that look at Randy, a little twisted smirk as the throw down began. Harmoni pushed her chair back, "I'll help you Izzy, your bad wrist can't turn the bottle now, thanks to that push into the lockers"

"And I'll help because I don't sit here with Randy!" Jamie annouced throwing her chair back along with her arms. We trailed away from the table and left them to their dinner. They could play buddy-buddy but weren't about to join in. At least thats what they felt, I wasn't too sure where I was.

Dad wasn't happy when he finally came to find us, I don't see why, we weren't rude but apparently he thought so.

"One dinner was all I asked" He bit out rubbing his temples, trying to calm down and not superkick us. "And you couldn't even do that"

"Dad do you like the creep in the alley?" Iziah suddenly asked leaning against me, I felt her tremble, it still hurt to talk about it especially when the thoughts still taunted her late at night.

"What has that got to do with anything?"

Harmoni shot a look at me, Iziah's stupidity was only fake, when she wanted too, she could be smart and when she was smart it meant mainly that she was angry, it was like her brain was forced into working.

"Everything" She said keeping her face straight, all business. "Do you like the creep in the alley?"

"No"

"Do you despise him with everything you have?"

"Yes"

"And how exactly would you feel if you were forced to sit down and have dinner with him? Forced to play nice and pretend like he hasn't hurt you? Pretend that your friends and nothing had happened?"

The look on his face was the only proof she needed, she had proved her point and it was actually very valid. "Exactly, and good-night"

It was just after three in the morning when I saw green eyes peering over me, I was laying on our decking looking at the stars trapped between the sky and our see through rain shelter. It wasn't unusual for me to be out here early hours of the morning, all the time I was trapped inside, I needed to get out.

"You ok?" She sat beside me before gingerly laying down beside me, the night sky looming over us.

"Yeah I guess"

"You guess?"

I let out a sigh, keeping my eyes above, I didn't want to see the look in her eyes when I told her what I was thinking. "Just thinking about dinner"

"You didn't eat much" Harmoni offered the subject change, but I didn't take it.

"I've gone weak"

"How so?"

"I don't wanna be best friends, and I ain't forgotten what he's done but I can't but think whats the point? Whats the point at being mad and holdin a grudge, it won't change nothin so why not just let it go and move on"

"Sounds like a good plan, mean you don't gotta be friends, but I don't see why you can't be nice. Or at least civil"

"Of course it don't help that everytime I see his face I wanna punch him"

Harmoni laughed, "Maybe if you punch him once then you can move on"

We burst out laughing, "If I punch him, I won't stop, maybe I should just create the distance, maybe that will help"

"Thats gonna be hard when you're partners in English and possibly sitting next to him in Maths"

"How do you know that?"

"You're not the only one thats the all knowing eye"

"Izzy told you"

Harmoni laughed again "Well her big mouth has its uses"