Now there was much light in the room because those people have opened the windows. I strolled around that room and found an old, dirty notebook that was whole empty. I cannot describe how I felt when I found the notebook. That feeling of writing to Maxon was getting over me. Although, there was no way by which I could send him but I will figure out a way. I picked the notebook and it was a thin notebook with not many pages for me to write and some of them were even damaged. I shuffled through the pages and the only thing that I liked about that notebook was that it was whole blank and I could write much for him to read. Another problem was that there was no pen. I searched out the shelves, behind the curtain and everywhere I could but no traces of any pen, quill or anything.

I looked out the window and I could see and even hear those guys talking to themselves. They were so busy talking about something that they didn't gaze at me or even at my room. When I stared at them closely, I saw something like a pen. I knew it…that they must be having a pen, at least. I bent down in case if they turned back abruptly and caught me hearing their chit chat or even spying on them. Jade was wearing a jacket on a shirt and perhaps the pen was kept on the right pocket at the bottom of the jacket.

I had to get the pen somehow. I could hear them talking. Shane was laughing at Jade on something. I could see Jade's weak and feeble expressions. What was the reason?

Soon, the reason was here. There was a lizard proceeding towards Jade and he was so terrified that his forehead was all sweating. I couldn't help but laugh on his stupid and idiotic expressions. Then the flashlight on my brain lit up.

GOT IT…!

I knocked on the door and after some time they finally opened because of my continuous knocking on the door.

"What is your problem?" Jade asked and I could see the sweat on his forehead now also. I tried to stop the laugh by pursing my lips.

Now, I have knocked on the door but what should I ask for? Nothing was coming to my head…everything blank.

I tried to think for something and then….

"I…um…need water." I spoke whatever came to my mind at first.

He pointed to the right direction in my room and I saw a jar full of chilled water.

"I am…uh…allergic to cold water. I need boiled water." I spoke.

"You aren't a Queen and we are not here to just care about your allergies." He spoke.

He turned back to see Shane and they both burst out laughing.

I made a face at both of them signifying 'not funny'.

"Hey…I think there is something on your shirt." I spoke and they both looked intensely on their shirt.

"What?" Both said together.

"I am talking to you, Jade." I spoke and Jade looked at me and Shane did too.

I went closer in order to see what that was.

"OH MY GOD…it is a lizard." I spoke and he backed off. He was a whole lot afraid at the moment and was looking like a 'scared cat.' It was really fun watching his nutty expressions.

I went forward pretending that I will be able to help him. This way, I asked him to take off his jacket and while he was doing that…I slid my hand into his jacket's pocket. I took the pen out and they both foolishly entered the trap which I laid.

I kept the pen with myself and hid it under some part of my dress so they may not see.

"See it ran away?" I spoke rapidly.

"Where?" Shane asked.

"You missed it." I spoke disapprovingly.

"But at least it got off me. I have told you to clean this mess but you don't listen to me." Jade spoke to Shane and they kept on fighting with each other.

Soon they made their way out of my room and I opened the pen's cap and it was working really fine. I was extremely delighted. I started writing anything that was coming to my mind. I apologized to him and wrote everything true in that notebook.

God please, I want Maxon to read this book.

It was almost evening and I had spent much time writing in the notebook. I then rested for a bit of time thinking about Maxon and from nowhere tears came up in my eyes and everything got blurry. All I could think was how truly he loved me. I missed all of it even after having the chance to get it.

I am so in love with him but I am getting used to the fact that I am never going to be good enough. I wrote so much in the book:

I will always care for you, even if we're not together even If we are far, far away from each other.

Everyone says the love hurts, but that's not true. Loneliness hurts. Rejection hurts. Losing someone hurts. Everyone confuse things with love, but in reality, LOVE is the only thing in this world that covers up all the pain and makes us feel wonderful again.

I like just thinking about you….

How we used to be… how you made me feel and how much I meant to you.

It doesn't matter what happens now but I just need to talk to you for once.

And in writing this book I was going through flashbacks we've been through.

I wrote many things in the book. Then, I heard a voice…a voice of someone.

I think I know who that was.

In just a matter of minutes, the door flung open and Daniel stood in front of me.

"Is this real?" I whispered to myself.

"Hey, America…what have you been doing? Who brought you here?" he spoke.

He was wearing a black plain shirt and jeans. His hair were all messed up as if he didn't care about his look and just came running here. I was so heartbroken when I saw him. Not because he came up but because…Maxon didn't show up. I wish he had come, I needed to see him. My eyes were dying to meet him.

"Are you thinking something?" he studied my face.

This guy could read what was going in my head. Well, how did he have over with what I said to him? But still, I was happy that at least someone came here.

"Did anybody hurt you?" he asked.

"No they are already so much afraid…why would they scare me. Instead, I scared the hell out of them." I laughed and he stared at me with determination.

He came towards me and I backed off a bit fearing that he might kiss me once again and leave me with that overwhelming feeling in my head.

"Were you about to leave the palace?" I asked.

"I just came for…." He spoke hesitantly.

I thought after asking that probably I shouldn't have opened my mouth. He would've been hurt.

"Yeah…I know. Thanks, by the way." I spoke smiling at him and he smiled too.

He came near me…and everything started falling again likethe whole world was melting. I held his hand with a tighter grip and he didn't mind that. Instead, he came and kissed me on the forehead.

"I really am sorry for…." I spoke but he put a finger on my lip.

"Don't…instead; I am happy that I used to be the one you love. The one that can make you smile and send butterflies to your heart. It's just that if we aren't together, I would at least try to find someone like YOU." he spoke putting his head close to mine.

I stared at him the whole time.