Hey everybody! Sorry for the HUGE delay on the last two chapters, but my laptop had some problems and had to be sent to a repair store for a few weeks. I felt bad for not updating for so long, so I decided to update this short chapter just to give you something to read.

I will still be updating this Sunday.

As for the idea of a 'Season Two', many of you liked the idea. I've decided to go ahead with it and I've officially decided that there will be three more chapters (including this one) of Season One.

Anyway, thank you all for being so patient and I hope you enjoy:)

NOTE: This chapter is a direct continuation of the last one.

Monday 22nd December:

Austen Fischer's POV:

Austen woke in a cold sweat. He sat up in his bed and looked around. He could just barely make out the faint silhouette of Zachary sleeping on the floor. Austen made his way into the bathroom as quietly as he could and splashed his face with cold water.

Austen looked down and his face went pale. His blood-stained razor was staring up at him from it's container beside the sink. Austen reached for it, but hesitated for a moment before letting his arm flop to his side.

He made his way back into his bedroom and noticed Zachary sitting up.

"Sorry... did I wake you?" Austen asked.

Zachary shook his head, 'It's only eight o'clock, you know.'

Austen nodded and sat down on his bed. He pulled the covers up to his chin before glancing at Zachary, who was settling himself on the floor once more.

"Hey, Zac..."

Zachary looked up and Austen lifted up his covers. Zachary looked at him sympathetically before climbing into Austen's bed. Austen wrapped his arm around Zachary and rested his head on his shoulder.

"Remember that time when we were kids and we watched that movie... that movie that your Dad said we weren't allowed to watch?" Austen asked.

Zachary stared up at the ceiling, 'Yeah... The Exorcist?'

Austen nodded, 'Remember how we were too scared to sleep that night so we stayed up and played Truth or Dare?'

Zachary nodded, 'Yeah... why?'

"Im scared..." Austen said barely above a whisper.

Zachary nodded and crawled to the end of the bed so that the two were facing each-other.

"Bagsi not going first!" Zachary squealed.

"Ugh, that's not fair!" Austen pouted.

"You snooze, you lose, Fischy."

Austen groaned, 'Truth or Dare.'

"Dare."

Austen thought for a moment before smirking, 'I dare you to put your phone on random call and prank call whoever comes up.'

"How second-grade of you." Zachary winked.

Zachary took out his phone and turned on random call. Zachary groaned.

"What? Who is it?"

"Blake..." Zachary muttered.

Austen bit his lip to avoid laughing, 'You have to go through with it.'

"Yeah, yeah I know."

The phone rang for about thirty seconds before Blake answered.

(Blake Zachary Austen)

Hello...?

Hello, this is Principal Sylvester's new secretary, Bob-

Hi Zachary.

Zachary froze and Austen burst out laughing.

Wh-... How did you know?

There's many things you don't know about me...

Austen and Zachary exchanged worried looks.

And I have Caller ID.

Oh... oops.

Is Austen there?

Hey, Blake.

Hey, Aus... How're you feeling?

...fine... fine thanks.

We have to go.

Wait... are either of you busy tomorrow night?

Whatever sick fantasy you have-

There's a rave happening tomorrow night at that abandoned warehouse on the edge of town.

That sounds kind of dodgy...

It's not, trust me. I go every year. Anyway, I think we could use something to take our minds off of... him.

Alright. Pick us up from my house at nine.

See you then.

Ryan Williams' POV:

Ryan had finally finished unpacking everything and collapsed onto his bed in his new apartment. The doorbell rang and Ryan looked at the front door curiously. He wasn't expecting anyone.

Ryan opened the door to reveal a heavily-pregnant girl around his age who looked vaguely familiar.

Ryan turned his head confusedly, 'Can I help you?'

The girl narrowed her eyes at Ryan and pushed past him into his apartment.

"Hey! Get out!... Who are you, anyway?"

The girl turned around, a pained expression on her face, 'You really don't remember me?'

Ryan shrugged his shoulders and shook his head.

"I knew you wouldn't... I'm Sally..."

Ryan scratched the back of his head awkwardly, 'I'm sorry... I don't recall you.'

Sally looked hurt. She sat down on the couch and patted the spot beside her. Ryan sat down and she clasped his hand.

"Do you remember that huge going-away party that Johanna Chambers threw for you when you said you were going back to Ohio?" Sally asked.

Ryan nodded and smiled faintly at the memory.

"Well... we met there... I was the one with the red dress. We hooked up in Johanna's bedroom..." Sally explained.

Ryan nodded, 'Oh yeah! Wow, I haven't heard from you since then... how long has it been? Eight... nine months?'

Ryan's eyes dropped to Sally's baby bump and his face went white.

I know that this is a very short chapter! Sunday's chapter will be much longer. Consider this more of a filler chapter:)

See you all on Sunday! Leave a review if you have the time:)