Sorry, I know I'm really late with this post, but I had a HUGE test and I'm still really nervous of my grade so I just haven't been able to write. Anyways, please enjoy the chapter! ;-)

Part 8

I woke up feeling so much better than I had in a long time. I smiled to myself and sat up in my sleeping bag to look around me to find absolutely nothing.

I was shocked.

They left? Or maybe they were all a dream.

That wouldn't surprise me, the world seems to try find new ways to mess with my heart.

I curled myself up and knew I would have to be alone yet again. If it was real, why did he say those things to me? He invited me to join him! 

I sat there thinking how I needed to move on and get over it. The world was cruel and I needed to accept it and train myself to become emotionless. Against my will, a tear ran down my cheek and I told myself it would be the last one I ever shed.

I heard something behind me and I whirled around, telling myself it would not be them.

Jaydon looked down at me and grinned at me. "Didn't think we left did you?"

"Uhhh......." I gaped, my head whirling in what felt like a tornado.

"Is that a tear?"

"No, I just... yawned,"  I lied.

"Are you sure? When did yawning involve crying?"

"Actually it was raining a little," coming up with an awful excuse. (Give me a break, I was still half asleep)

"We're both outside, my sky is your sky," He smirked evilly.

"You're so corny," I said.

"So corny that you were crying for me?" I felt like killing him at that point.

"Can you stop probing and get me breakfast?" I asked, smelling campfire smoke.

"Sure, well, when you're done "yawning," get your lazy butt up and come join us for breakfast. We already packed up but decided you needed the extra sleep," He said as he smirked.

"Thanks," I said, feeling rather stupid. I'm sure I still had a shocked look on my face, because he had slightly hurt looking eyes.

He turned around and walked back in the direction of where I smelled smoke coming from, so I sighed and forced myself to get up. I caught up with him and kept pace as he walked and whispered, "Did you tell them what happened last night?"

"No, I wouldn't do that. You were depressed and distraught, why would I tell them that?"

I stopped walking while he kept on going and smiled that I was right to trust him the night before.

I followed Jaydon to the campfire where Sam and Sapphire sat on their sleeping bags around it eating what looked like sorta like pasta, ugh I wish. Wait a minute, I thought, It WAS pasta

I hadn't had a good meal like that since I left Sara's house.

"How the heck did you get pasta?" I asked.

"There were a few vacuum packed food packages in our bags, and we wanted a good meal so now here we are, eating pasta," Sam said grinning up at me.

"Um, can I have some?" I questioned, afraid to ask for their food. They just looked at me funny and laughed, while I just sat there wondering what the heck is going on.

Sapphire was the first to talk. "When we invited you to join us we knew we would have to share our food. Why do you think Jaydon was so against it in the first place?" She said.