The Cabin Again

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Genevieve's P.O.V

I am sitting in my cell as Chaser comes running around the corner! I stand up. He stops

in front of my cell and fumbles with keys.

" what's wrong?" I ask

" the rest of the boys heard what happened to Cody. We are rebelling against boss. You

know what this means?" He says opening the door.

" we get out."

" and go home!"

" let's go!"

We run down the hall an out the door. Their are police waiting their for us. They take

me and Chaser and put us into a squad. We driveway. I don't look back.

" ok, you and Chaser are going to Sunset Ranch." The cop says.

" what! Really!"

" yep."

I look out the window. After about an hour I see the familiar sign. We are here!

The car stops. The cop gets out and opens my door. I step out and take a deep breath.

Horses. I missed that smell.

" GENEVIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" A voice screams. I see Blair running towards me.

" BLAIR!!!!!" We embrace in a hug. " I missed you!"

" YOUR BACK!!!!!!!" Cora says also hugging me." And you must be Chaser!"

" ya."

' hi, Cora."

Issac, Bailey , Piper ,and Jenna come running out. I hug them too.

" it's so nice to see you guys again."

" ya"

" Chaser?" Piper says.

" Piper?" He says. " oh my gosh it you!" They embrace.

" Piper is that Chaser?"

" yes."

" what do you mean? How do you know each other? "

" we're siblings"

" that's so cool."

" Cody's been so worried. And he doesn't have enough strength to worry. It makes him

lose sleep, which he needs. " Blair says.

" CODY'S HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!" Me and Chaser say together.

" ya."

" no he's dead"

" well actually, he's alive. He's in Cora's room. "

I go running inside and up the stairs. I push Cora's door open.

Their lay Cody. Sleeping in the bed. His skin is pale. He is super skinny and his hair is

horrible looking.

" oh my gosh Cody." I say reaching over and hugging him.

" wa? GENEVIVE!!!!!" He says pulling me even tighter. " I MISSED YOU SO MUCH."

" me too." I say crying.

" don't cry." He says wiping the tears from cheeks.

" you stopped breathing. You were dead."

" I'm still breathing."

" they said your weak,"

" ya a bit. Being dead is hard work. " I smile.

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