Maya looked at the the jeans, cameo and and shirt. The jeans where a bit faded but that's the way she liked them. The light pink cameo matched the darker pink T-shirt. She took the out fit and headed to the bathroom. Before she closed the door and looked toward Jen and asked, "Could I take a shower? I'm kinda dirty." Her hair was a devilish estate from the dirt on the road turned mud from the rain, making her hair a muddy mess. Her jacket tied around her waist didn't do any good from protecting her from the rain; it too was muddy and useless. And the rest of her attire was soaked through and through, making her chatter with cold.

Jen answered, "Sure." She walked over to the closet to get a towel and washcloth. "Here."

"Thanks." Maya took the towel and washcloth and shut the bathroom door. After a warm shower, Maya pulled the jean, cameo, and T-shirt on, turned out the lights in the bathroom and found Jen am Emmy talking on Jen's bed. "Thanks fo' tha shower." I really needed it." She looked over at Emmy and asked, "How old are ya? Do ya have any siblings? I've always wanted a sister."

"Prince Caspian? Great," Logan said, swishing his hair. He thought a moment before asking, "That's Narnia 2, right? I haven't seen it since it was in theaters, but I remember it was pretty cool."

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Emmy sat down lightly on Jen's bed while Jen picked out an outfit for Maya, and she quietly observed the room. She couldn't help reading the titles of the books on her bookshelf, recognizing quite a few. "You have a nice room," Emmy said while Maya was in the shower.
After Maya came out of the shower, she rejoined them and asked Emmy how old she was and if she had any siblings. "I'm fifteen. I've always wished I had a sister too, actually... but I just have a twin brother. You saw him, he was with us before. His name is Logan." She wondered quietly at Maya's accent, She's not from around here, that's for sure. Then again, I'm new here too. "Where're you from, Maya?"

Peter smirked. "Yes, the one with Legolas." He flashed Logan a playful grin.
"That's cool you liked it! Miley likes it too, except she wants more Edmund. I would admit to saying I want more Edmund but that might sound kinda...you know."

"Nah, dude, it's not weird. Edmund's cool; especially the part when he battles the evil King guy, you know? That was great." He grins and jabs the air with an imaginary sword.

Brian turned to Logan, a brown eye brow raising over his right orb. A look, almost of disbelief was on his face. "No...that was Peter. Please tell me you know the difference!" He almost groaned He doesn't even know Peter and Edmund apart? Aside from frustrating...that's almost funny! He thought, fighting back his groan and feeling a chuckling coming. Maybe, he doesn't know it all like he likes to think There was almost a small gleam of satisfaction in his eyes. The little laugh escaped his mouth and he tried to cover it up but it was almost impossible. Laughing at others mistakes wasn't nice, but it was just the way Logan had said it. I wish his sister could have seen him mess up now...he's just...not very nice Brian thought turning away to look at Peter, trying to hide his now amused expression from Logan

**

"It was because I had originally suggested going boating....but I was sick when the day came so they all went out...and I stayed home. He told me it was my fault...and that I should have been out there to die with them. I couldn't stand living with him to I left. I met Andrew..." She sniffled "It's just now Brandon's coming back and he's bringing all the memories that I had killed with him. I killed all those memories for a reason. I didn't want to think about it" she wheeled herself forward and grasped the phone, quickly dialing a string of numbers. "Yes...Mrs. Dyfler? Can I speak to Andrew please..."

Andrew was awakened in the middle of the night by his mother shaking him gently. He groaned and sat up, an expression of sleepiness on his tan face. His Mother said his girl friend was on the phone and wanted to speak to him because it was urgent. He toppled out of his bed and slipped on some socks, padding out into the kitchen to the phone. He picked it up and plopped down into a chair. "Hello Abigail? Is that you? What is it?" he yawned and rubbed his eyes trying to remove they exhaustion "Yeah...Yeah....now? But it's like..." he looked at the clock "Mid-night. Alright, okay. Yes I'll come...I'll be there in about ten minute. Love you....bye" he hung.

**

Melisha was almost frozen with fear. She watched the handle turn, then squeak and turn again, making circles, then reversing, almost like the person on they other side couldn't open it. She swallowed, and the warm touch of her saliva down her throat snapped her out of her frightened stupor. Her hands now fumbled over the knot on the gag, and she gained nothing. Everything moved suddenly in slow motion as there was a click and the door began opening. Melisha gasped and dived to the side skidding into the darkest corner and leaving the woman where she was. The door then was fully open and only a figure stood in the way. He wasn't illuminated...or was it a man at all? It moved forward skirting the lamp light and approaching the woman still tied securely to the chair. It stopped at the ring of dim glow. "I see you have staid put...but what of the girl..." came a voice..almost like a cat purr

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Brandon sat on the hospital bed, a doctor prodding gingerly at the wound and bullet lodged in his side. He flinched, and gasped but tried to move too much. One officer still staid in the room, glaring at him. Becoming disgusted Brandon randomly cried "What has happened to make your eyes fix permanently on me?" it may have been witty but this guy's gaze was really starting to annoy him

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"I don't need advice from you! Or warnings!" Susan glowered getting in Ian's face. "I just want you to leave! Your a friend of Justin's aren't? Sent you here to try and make me feel better...how kind of him. He's never been so concerned for me before!! Leave this place before I call the-"/color]

Ian then smashed his, wet, cold lips into hers. It was a bold move, one he had not even planned on. He held her shoulders to prevent her instantly pulling away and slapping him. She tasted wonderful....just has wonderful as he knew she was inside.

"Justin!!!" Maralyn cried, as he strode in the door Miley clinging to him. She got up and went to him, giving him a hug. "I was so worried about you!"

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Natasha fell asleep after crying for hours. She slept soundly, except the occasional nightmare that plagued her mind. She awake to a gentle of of fingers on her arm, and when she opened her eyes Dominic's reassuring face smiled down at her.

"You okay?" He asked

She nodded "Yes, I will be" she said back with a sigh

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Peter smirked. "Edmund is the one who stands up for Lucy and keeps his faith in Aslan and was redeemed in Narnia One." Smiling, he said, "It will be so much fun!"
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The police officer said, "I'm making sure you don't escape. Now, answer me. How did you get shot?"

Logan felt his mind burn with anger when he heard Brian's almost indistinct chuckle. He glowered for a moment, but turned the expression into a smug grin. "Okay, whatever. Big deal. Like I said I only saw it once." He thinks that's some sort of win or something? Cause he can remember the name of some movie character better than me? He wanted to turn the situation around by laughing at Peter for being a 'Narnia Nerd' or something like that, but he couldn't do it without insulting Peter as well, which he didn't want to do. He listened as Peter described who Edmund was.
"Oh yeah, of course. I remember now."

Justin flung his arms around Maralyn. "I was so worried about all of you two. This is crazy!"
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Peter asked, "Isn't he awesome?"

Logan nodded, still not really sure he remembered all too well. "Yeah, he's pretty cool." He stole a quick glance at Brian to see if he was still chuckling about his mistake or not. But then he decided he didn't care, and pushed the concern from his mind. It was best to change the subject as soon as possible. "So what should we do now?"

Peter said, "Well, how about we watch Prince Caspian now?"

Logan shrugged. "Sure, if that's what you guys want to do... then we could do something else tomorrow. Like, say, skateboarding." He grinned. "But if we are going to watch it, let me text Emmy and let her know, so she doesn't wonder why I'm not coming home or anything." Logan pulled out his cell phone and thumbed the keys in rapid succession.

Peter rushed to the DVD player, and popped in the movie. When everyone was on the couch, the started the movie and giggled during the opening scene. "Sorry. I was just thinking of something."

Logan plopped himself down on the couch, which he found to be satisfactorily comfy. Peter stuck in the movie, navigated through the DVD's Main Menu (a looped scene of some castle sitting on top of a mountain), and pressed play. As soon as the movie began, Peter chuckled to himself. Logan looked strangely at Peter, wondering why he was laughing during the scene of some lady giving birth. "Dude, what's so funny?" Peter said he was thinking of something. "Oh. What were you thinking about?" He asked, glancing back at the screen.
"Lord Miraz... You have a son." said some guy in armor with a spanish sounding accent.