Hello readers! I love everyone of your reviews, I'm sorry it took me a long time to update, but I've got writers block on the mind and I managed to do this chapter.

This is a drama-based story, will real life stories...Well most of them anyway. I will actually have some squeals in the near future.

To be honest the first time I wrote this story, I didn't really think it will catch anyone's eye, but I'm so happy to have almost 500 reviews. It has really gotten my confidence up, more than I can ever image and has helped me to believe in myself now.

So I would like to say thanks, to everyone of you.

Now moving on...I do have some recommended stories for you guys :P

Life Will Turn Around written by Nicia -: This is a Dimitri and Rose fanfiction, based on abuse. Rose has had three children with her ex-husband Adrian. But all he did was abuse her, mistreat her and rejected their kids. After years of being away from him, Rose finally meets the handsome Dimitri. This story tells a true story of love, fear, strength and family. A best to read.

The Russian's worth the price I pay written by Ms. Belikov -: Another Dimitri and Rose fanfiction. Set in the human world, Rose Hathaway hasn't seen the love of her life Dimitri Belikov for the last six years after she broke up with him. Suddenly, he's back in town and Rose can't help but fall for the Russian again. Will true love win this time? Or will fate have other ideas? A funny, romantic and very realistic story that will leave you wanting more.

There will be another two next time I update, but I hope you guys check these stories out.

Now, we can get on with the next chapter...

Chapter Twenty-Two:

"We're home!" Jill called as Scott ran passed the kitchen into the living room, wanting to get onto Mario Karts. I rolled my eyes as I flipped through my magazine and Jill walked into the kitchen, dumping her bag next to me on the counter. "And no school for the next four weeks."

I laughed, "Is that all you can think about?"

Jill faked to think about it for a moment, "Yep."

"And her boyfriend!" Scott shouted from the living room, getting ready to play on his game.

Jill growled, "Scott!"

I raised my eyebrows in surprise. "Boyfriend?"

"Firstly he isn't my boyfriend!" Jill shouted loud enough so Scott could hear. "And secondly, we're just friends."

"Yeah..." Scott said coming into then kitchen and sitting up at the counter next to me, "That's why you two kissed."

"You two kissed!" I asked, sounding very shocked.

"IT WAS ON THE CHEEK!" Jill yelled frustrated.

"They also gave each other Christmas presents." Scott told me.

"Ahhhhh!" Jill slammed her head in her hands, giving up.

Scott opened his mouth to say something else, but I placed my right hand over his mouth to stop him from talking. "Go back to your Mario Karts and don't speak of this to anyone."

I removed my hand from his mouth just as he signed and stalked back into the living room.

"Thank you," Jill mumbled, raising her head.

"No, your not getting off that easy Miss Jill." She groaned after I said that and turned back towards me. "What's this lucky boy's name?"

She blushed as she said, "Jason."

"And is he a good kisser?" I asked with a grin.

She laughed, "Well, from what my cheek could tell...he's good."

I laughed along with her, "Is he good looking?"

She put her hands up in the air, "I am so not having this talk okay! We're just friends."

"No friends, give each other Christmas presents and kiss each other on the cheeks. If that's what friends do now, then I must be getting old." I told her. Jill laughed as she went to get a drink. "What did he get you anyway?"

Jill put her glass on the counter and poured some orange juice in it. "I don't know! It's not Christmas yet! Mom always said it was bad luck opening them before hand."

"Speaking of Christmas..." I said.

"Yeesss." Jill said for me to continue.

"How would you like to have Christmas dinner round Lissa's?" Her jade-green eyes widened at this, "She wants to try and get to know you and I think this could be good, for all of us." There was a moment where Jill just stared at me. "Jill, say something."

"I'm sorry, I'm just waiting for someone to jump out and shout 'April Fool's'!" Jill told me, her voice a bit shaky.

"It's December."

"Well then December Fool's!" Jill looked from her glass to me again then and said, "You're serious aren't you."

I gave her a small smile and grabbed her hand, "Sister's make mistakes Jill, that's what makes us...living." She didn't look so sure, "Just give her a chance."

Jill signed and nodded, before going on into the living room, leaving me with my thoughts."

APOV

After cleaning up the table I walked into the living room. I was glad Mia wasn't home, I hadn't had the chance to tell her that I'm gay. I could hardly believe it myself, but deep down, I always knew I was different. Not just with spirit, but with everything else. So I had sex with different girls to try and block that feeling, but it never went away.

Just as I was turning on the TV, there was a knock at the door.

I groaned as I got up and went to the door.

As soon as I opened the door, I went to close it again.

"Wait!" George yelled as he put his hand on the door. "I'm sorry Adrian! I really am!"

"Yeah right," I opened back the door and looked at him straight in the eye. "You spiked my drink George, there's no way I'm forgiving you for that."

"I know...you don't know sorry I am." He passed me a slim square shaped present. "I got this for you. For Christmas."

I grabbed it from him and was about to start opening it, but he yelled "NO!"

My eyes snapped up to him.

"Not yet..." He told me, "It's not Christmas yet and it's a Christmas movie..." He trailed off, looking anywhere but my eyes.

I smiled, "This was really nice of you George..." I gave him a short hug. "Sorry I didn't get you anything."

He waved his hand, "It's also a sorry present..." He looked down at his watch and started walking away. "Got to go, see ya."

Then he ran off, leaving me to wonder wheather I should forgive him or not.

Once again, Cliffhanger! You guys must be really hating my cliff-hangers right now right? Well, I'm starting to hate them too...But I just can't help it. What do you think George gave to Adrian? Your not thinking what I'm thinking are you...

What do you think of Jill and her 'friend'? What do you think she got from Jason? What will Rose get from Dimitri?

All questions yet to be asnwered.

Now, I've got a story in mind for VA, here's what I'd came up with.

I don't know yet what to call it, maybe after you read a bit you could tell me what to name it. Best name will make the name famous! LOL!

Prologue

April 17th 1992

RAIN POURED DOWN THE STREETS as people ran through the storm, with broken umbella's or old newspapers. It was almost midnight and the storm didn't look like it was going to pass. You could hear the wind's howls as it blew through the streets. The lightining crashing down, making the street lights hard to stay alight. Apart from the cars trying to get through the storm, the streets were almost empty.

A young woman ran across the the street, with her dark coat covering some of her head and what looked like, a baby in her arms. Her wet dark red hair blew with the heavy wind, making twice as hard to see where she was going.

The baby cried more loudly in her arms, making the woman flinch from both the cold and the baby's cries.

"Rosaline," the young woman mumbled softly to the baby, "Don't worry. I will get you into warmth soon." The baby seemed to calm down a bit, but was still whiming.

The woman stopped at a dark alley way, where it was mostly dry. But that's not why she stopped to look. At the other end of the alley way, was a woman, who was also wearing a long dark coat like the young woman carrying the baby.

The red haired signed in relief and walked down slowly down the alley way, towards the woman. At this point the baby had stopped crying and went into a deep sleep.

Soon enough, the two women were standing infront of each other.

The red haired eyed the other woman, who had dark short hair and a good shape of a body. "Alberta," the red haired breathed.

Alberta gave a small smile, "Jennifer."

"Please," the woman replied, "call me Janine."

Alberta nodded and her eyes landed on the baby in Janine's arms. "How old is she?"

Janine looked down at her baby, "nineteen days."

Alberta said nothing else, which made Janine look back up at her with a worried expression.

"I guess you have heard the rumors." Janine said it in a tone like it was a question, but really it wasn't.

"I don't listen to much gossip," Alberta replied. "But yes, I heard the ones of Rosaline. But the question is, are they true."

Janine slowly nodded, almost not wanting it to be true. "Yes, it is."

Just to be sure, Alberta reached towards the baby and looked at her small left wrist. On the baby's left wrist was what any mother would fear most. A five pointed star, that looked like to be a tatto or like it was burned onto the skin. But either way, it was there.

Pulling her hand away, Alberta closed the silence. "She has the mark."

Janine nodded, holding back the tears.

"Where is Ibrahim?"

Janine closed her eyes, "Off somewhere, trying to figure out the best way to protect our child." She reopened her eyes and stared right at Alberta, "But I know no matter what, there will be no way of protecting her. Not at the moment. Not in our world that is."

Alberta placed her hand on Janine's hand, "I promise you this Janine." Alberta cleared her throat, "I will look after and protect Rosaline from all harm, and when the time is right, she will know the truth of who she really is."

Janine nodded, a tear ran down her cheek as she passed the baby to Alberta. "Please do...I couldn't bare it if anything happened to her."

Alberta carefully got the baby in her arms, careful not to wake her. "She is in safe hands Janine, one day you two shall meet again."

Janine nodded again, more tears ran down her cheeks.

"You should go now," Alberta stated, "The longer you stay, the harder it will be to leave."

One more time, Janine nodded. Before leaving the way she came through, the bent down to her daughter and kissed her on the forehead. "Be well my sweet Rosaline...I will always love you."

With one more glance, Janine ran off back down the alley way. Alberta waited for a moment before going the opposite with baby Rosaline. A baby who was marked with death.

So? What do you think? Do you think I should continue or not?

And if your thinking of a name, please tell me!

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter of Different Coloured Roses...I might not update for a while since I've got a lot on my plate at the moment, going to college and family stuff.

Hope to update soon though :D