The Hunted.

A different girl.

Island leaned her back against the door, taking in a deep breath. She didn't know how Eva would react or what she had become. She knew that Eva wasn't the same, something was different about her. Island turned around, she pressed her knuckles on the door but was afraid to hit it. Eva quickly swung the door open with a smile on her face, bright and sweet. Island caught herself before she fell, seeing the smiley Eva. Island gasped, looking at her new friend. Eva had dyed her hair blonde, she took out her nose piercing and was wearing a floral printed dress that went down to her knees. This wasn't her friend, this was someone else, someone different. Island's eyebrows were raised, eyes were wide open and not a word coming out. Brooke ran down the hallway, wanting to know why Island was looking like she had seen a ghost.

"Is everything-" Brooke asked, she slowed down, looking into the room. She saw Eva with blonde hair, girly clothes, and a bright smile. Brooke made the same look on Island's face, they were both in complete shock. Eva was excited, she jumped up and down, grabbing the both of them and pulling them into the room. They were dragged into a bright pink colored room with flowers painted on them. Her bed sheets were pink and so were her dressers. Brooke blinked as if the pink was blinding her. "So...much...pink." Brooke swallowed. Eva twirled around, biting her lip in excitement.

"Don't you just love it?!" Eva shouted, excited about the new life. Eva looked over at them, waiting for Island and Brooke to say one word. Island shrugged her shoulders, still having the shocked look on her face. Brooke took in a deep breath, trying to figure out the nicest thing to say.

"It's..uh..." Brooke raised her shoulders, looking at Eva. "...pink." Brooke smiled a little, Eva smiled brightly and cocked her head a little and looked at the room. She seemed to love the color pink.

"Yea." Eva squinted with excitement and a warm smile. Brooke swallowed.

"But, uh, why pink?" Brooke swallowed, Eva, shrugged her shoulders. She jumped on the bed, looking around.

"I don't know, it excites me!" Eva shouted. Brooke nodded, still wondering why this color. Brooke squinted, looking closer at the wall.

"Is this neon?" Island asked her, wondering why it was so bright. Eva nodded. "Wh-what happened to your other clothes, all black lipstick, your black boots, your BLACK EVERYTHING?!" Island shouted, trying to figure it out. Eva giggled.

"Why?" Eva asked. "You don't like what I'm wearing?" Eva looked down at her clothes, she stood up, waiting for an answer.

"You look like a fairy," Island told her.

"Yea, something from a fairy tale." Brooke agreed. Eva pouted, looking sad.

"Do you think this is too much?" Eva asked, looking around.

"Do you have glitter stashed anywhere?" Brooke asked.

"Yes, in my closet," Eva told her with a smile, showing how much she loved the thought of glitter.

"Then it has gone too far," Brooke confessed, Eva pouted.  Eva felt like they didn't have her back and hated her because she was feeling better about life.

"Where did you get this stuff anyway?" Brooke quickly asked.

"Oh, there was this amazing couple right down the street. They were giving their daughters stuff away because something tragic happened or whatever," Eva shrugged. "They said they've been waiting months to get rid of it. And they gave me the paint they used for her walls." Eva giggled. "I finally feel good and you guys are trying to bring me down!" Eva stomped her foot on the ground.

"No, were not. Were...trying to lift you up!" Brooke winked, trying to make the light of things.

"Well, I like who I am. I feel better like a giant weight has been lifted from my shoulders." Eva giggled, smiling brightly. Island narrowed her eyebrows, she didn't want her to feel bad.

"Just don't sprinkle your joy on me," Island warned her, Eva shook her head, giggling. Island crossed her arms, looking around. She wanted to know what happened to all of her things. This didn't feel right, nothing felt right. This wasn't Eva. Island felt like the real Eva was trapped in her own body. "Uh," Island swallowed, scratching the back of her head. "What happened to all of your things..your old things?" Island corrected herself, she looked around more. There were no pictures, nothing at all.

"Oh, we're going to have a little fire." Eva winked. Eva quickly grabbed Island's and Brooke's hand and raced downstairs. She lured them into the backyard where a pile of all her old things was standing in the middle of the yard. "Too bad Iris is not here, she would've saved me a match." Eva reached into her pocket, lighting a match quickly.

"Eva, what are you doing?" Brooke took a step forward. Eva turned around with a slight smile, looking Island directly in the eyes. Eva flicked the match on the clothes that were covered in alcohol. Eva's old things caught on fire in a rush. Island and Eva took a step back, Eva took in a deep breath while she closed her eyes. Allison walked out, wondering what had happened. She saw Island and Brooke panicking, mumbling something and a girl staring into the fire with blonde hair.

"Who the hell is that?" Allison asked, walking up to them. Eva turned around, laughing a little. Allison jumped, letting out a short scream. She placed her hand on her chest, trying to catch her breath.

"The new and improved..." Island narrowed her eyebrows, trying to make sense of it all. "Eva." Island huffed. Eva smiled, nodding her head. Eva stood there, staring at her friends like she was a whole new person. She felt different, she woke up and decided that it was time to make a change.

"Oh, it's not Eva anymore. It's Evangeline." Evangeline told them.

"I thought you never wanted us to call you that?" Allison asked her.

"Not anymore." Evangeline shrugged her shoulders with a bright smile. "I'm going to check on Iris." Evangeline moved passed them, she stopped, turning around to say one last thing to her friends. "I'm okay." She assured them, she kept the smile on her face. She didn't want them to worry. Island gave her a slight smile. Evangeline winked and turned around, walking back into the house. The smile from Islands face faded, she only wished she believes that Evangeline would be okay.

"She stole my look." Brooke frowned, placing her hands on her hips. "What's going on?" Brooke pouted, wanting to know what happened between Iris and Eva.

"I told Iris to make Eva forget," Island confessed. Brooke paused, looking up at her friend.

"You did...what?" Brooke asked. Island took in a deep breath, knowing that they weren't going to like what she was going to say.

"I told Iris to make her forget," Island repeated herself.

"Forget what?" Allison frowned.

"Judith," Island swallowed.