So, the new pic for this, is a pic with the text "love is stronger than hate." Found it on Google, haha. Also, if you check my profile, I´ve uploaded two links for pictures, both of the pictures is pictures of actors I think look like how I imagined someone from one of my stories. One of the pictures is how I imagined Luce, go check it out, and tell me what you think about the look of him. If you ask me…. Oh boy, he´s hot. "Drooling."
Another thing, is I know have come up with an idea for what´s happened in Gota, why the war started, and why the Atkins´ are white, even though they´re Asians. Gonna come up in the story, probably some time soon. It just took a little bit of help from my social- studies- teacher, so, even though she´ll probably won´t see this, big thanks.

"Wait, what?" Mike asked.

"I think we should give Stan and Joe a second chance… come on, everyone deserves a second chance."

"You´re sure…"

"Yes, I´m sure… I want them to stay." Mike smiled slightly, then he leaned over the railing to the stairs, and shouted.

"HOUSE- METTING" Right away, there was a thunder of slamming in doors, and people running down the corridors and the stairs. I jumped out of the way and walked into the kitchen, where I jumped up to sit on the kitchen bench.

"Are you okay?" Tee asked when she came into the kitchen, and sat down by the table.

"Yeah, fine." Stan and Joe also came into the kitchen, Joe looked very angry, and he sat down on the other side of the room from Stan. Then Mike leaned against the kitchen bench, and started speaking.

"So, Stan, Joe." He began. "I and Sophia have talked a bit… and it turns out… that we want to give you another chance…"

"Does that mean we´re staying?" Joe asked. I nodded, and looked first to Stan, then to Joe.

"Look, I heard you guys… talking… and… and…. I heard you Joe… saying that you guys want to be split up… but listen… you guys, you´re twins, you´re the most important person to one another, there´s no way you could live without each other..."

"How would you know?" Stan asked. "Not like you really have a twin… have you?" When he asked that. I almost felt like a really cold hand took a grip of my heart, and squeezed it. I swallowed.

"No… no I haven´t…." I looked down… why was I saying this? I had a twin… just… not like they would have thought if I´d said yes.

"Okay, no more questions," Mike said. "Now Sophia, could you come with me to the office…"

"Do I have a choice?"

"Not really," Mike smiled, I jumped down from the kitchen bench, Mike started talking again.

"And I don´t want any of you… to do something like what you two" he nodded towards the twins. "Just did… again."

"No Mike…" came from every direction, and I then walked after Mike and Gina to the office.

Tee pov

"Why would you do something like that?" I, like everyone else turned to the twins.

"I was supposed to get into the office," Joe said. "We tried to figure out which country she´s from."

"And what did you do that for?" Rick asked. "I mean, Mike and Gina´s told us like a hundred times, that what we wanna know, Sophia will tell us when she´s ready herself."

"You should be happy Mike´s giving you a second chance." Lily said.

"But come on," Stan stood up, tried to remain cool, but it was clear that he was a bit ashamed of his behavior. "I bet we all wanna know where she comes from… I mean, we know practically nothing about her… Tee… you´re even sharing your room with her… and what do you know?"

"I… ehrm…"

"As I said," Stan continued. "Everybody who does not wanna know why Sophia´s here, raise one hand." He waited, and looked around, no one raised their hand.

Sophia pov

"As you may know," Mike said. "Rick´s leaving on Wednesday, and we were planning on you to move in, in his old room, does that sound all right?" I shrugged.

"I guess,"

"And also… I think… that you need some more help than what we can give you… that´s why I´ve fixed a time with a psychologist for you… and you´ve got your first appointment… on… Mike picked up a paper, "Next Monday. How do you feel about that?" I shrugged again.

"Can I go now?"

"Sure." I stood up when Mike let me, then I walked out of the room.

Wednesday

"Bye Rick… bye." We were waving to Rick in the driveway…. Then we all turned around and were on our way back into the house when we heard someone walk up the driveway, it turned out to be the postman.

"I´ve got a parcel for one Sophia on this address... no surname." He said. The others turned to me.

"That´s me," I said, and took the parcel, I turned it, and the handwriting made me stare at it.

"Who´s it from?" Joe asked.

"No one, Mike, can I take Rick´s room immediately?"

"Yeah… sure…"

"Thanks," I ran into the house, up the stairs, and to Rick´s old room as fast as I could. When I was there, I ripped up the parcel, as I´d recognized the handwriting on the outside. The first thing I found was a map over Asia and Europe. And it had a line drawn, from Gota, through China, into Russia, through Russia, to Finland, Through the northern part of Sweden, into Norway, from North to south in Norway, and over the ocean from South Norway to Great Britain, and to Newcastle.

"Oh no…" I gasped, as the map, I´d just held in my hand, fell to the floor.

So… a bit of a cliffhanger… who´s sent the parcel… and what does the map mean… I know.