Chapter 4

"Are you sure you guys don't wanna come?" Litt asked.

Kat nodded. "Yeah, sorry we can't show you around. But our books are calling us. I've got a final tomorrow."

"Yeah, so do I," Rachel lied.

Litt shrugged. "Alright, see you later."

Upon shutting the door, Rachel jumped up from her seat and went towards Litt's room while Kat went to get her books.

"What are you doing?" Kat raised an eyebrow at her friend.

Opening the door she replied, "I want to know what's in those notebooks. It was obvious she didn't want us to know, so it's gotta be good."

Her jaw dropped. "I've known you forever, and yet you still don't cease to surprise me. That's her private stuff, Rach, and you shouldn't be going through it."

Ignoring her, Rachel entered the room and looked around. The notebooks were no longer on the bed, but she quickly found them stuffed in a bookshelf. She walked over and pulled them out. Flopping down on a bean bag, she opened the one labeled #1, and examined the pages.

"Hey Kat!" she called. "You won't believe what I found. They're journal entries. But they aren't your usual criteria."

Kat sighed and closed her textbook and set aside her notes. Getting up she muttered, "I can't believe this." She went over to the doorway and leaned against the frame. She crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow at Rachel.

"Dude, this is totally worth it. Listen to this -"

"No! I want no part of this. I can't believe you!"

"Seriously! Just listen to one, and then you can leave, alright?" she bargained.

Kat sighed and waited.

"June 6, 1993. He did it again, like always. I always just seem to get in his way, or even if I don't, he makes an excuse. But the worst is when he just does it, just because he feels like it." Rachel stopped for a moment and looked up. "Wow, I wonder if this is like an old boyfriend or something. Or maybe the reason she's even in Miami is 'cause she's running from him."

Kat rolled her eyes. "Would you just finish? I've got morals, you know. And this isn't any of our business."

"Just listen: He doesn't scare me, though. As much as he tries to look menacing, it doesn't bother me. But it really pisses me off when he acts like nothing happened. He got me pretty bad this time. Gave me a goddamn black eye, major stomach pains, and I think I twisted my ankle. I'm just bracing myself for when I have to go to school tomorrow. I'm gonna have to come up with a new lie to keep everybody from asking questions. Mr. V's been getting close, though, but he pretends that he hasn't got a clue. I know he's just doing that 'cause I don't like talking about it, and I'm glad he respects my space. Shit, Tom's pissy again. He's trying to break down my damn door again. Guess it's time to jet." Rachel looked up when she was done reading and saw the shock mirrored on Kat's face.

"Talk about a messed up life," she muttered.

"Wanna hear more?"

Kat nodded furiously and sat cross-legged on the bed.

"Alright," she picked up the third notebook and flipped through it. "Ok, here's one. September 28, 1994. It's only been three days since I've been brought here, and I miss Kentucky already." Rachel frowned. "I thought she said she was from Arizona."

"She did. Just keep reading."

Rachel grinned at her. "Uh huh, that's what I thought. Ok, let's see... where was I? Alright. I guess I liked it there a lot more than I realized, but it's Brian I miss the most. Even though he didn't know, he still tried to cheer me up and comfort me. I don't have ANYthing here. I just wish I could see him once more just to see his reaction of what I told him. I can't believe..."

*****
Litt sighed dreamily as she walked along. She was out in the rain, completely soaked. But she didn't mind. She was alone with her thoughts, and that's all she wanted. The cold wet sand sank beneath her bare feet, and squished between her toes. Although it was stormy out, the crash of the waves on the shore gave the beach a sense of calmness. Her hair was matted to her head, and stuck to the back of her neck. She was shivering, but she ignored the cold.

Maybe I'll go back to Lexington for awhile, she thought. See the Adams', and finally tell them how much I appreciate all of their help. Hopefully Brian'll be around. I really want to see him. I HAVE to see him.

About two hours later, she had finally made her way back to the apartment to find the girls' doors closed, and light shown from beneath them. Good, she thought. I don't feel like talking. I'm exhausted.

But when she opened the door to her room, she found Kat and Rachel lounging about, with her notebooks in hand. Their eyes got huge with surprise when they laid eyes on her, and Litt was just blown away.

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