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Natalia's POV

This is the third day after Abby's incident. We are still trying to find her. Though until now there is no sign of her. We're afraid that thy want to kill her... Hopefully they won't. No new things except that this is like the sixth day Lourde hadn't heard from Joey since he met that Amber chick. Sixth day, no cure. Melannie's bleeding is actually heeling by itself. Yesterday we went to the doctor with her. He said they've never seen anything like it. Of course not. Who would have? Anyway he gave her an antibiotic which she hasn't touched yet. Though he did say she has lost some blood. The surprising thing is that she only lost five percent. I mean she has been bleeding. A lot! That's good to only loose a little I guess. If you're wanting to know what's happening with Stiles, well nothing really. I think he likes Lourde though, I've seen the way he looks at her. Since Joey isn't here Lourde has been conferring herself with Stiles, not the wrong way... You'll see what I mean.

Lourde's POV

Today is a big day for Stiles! I'm really excited for him. He's trying out for this new sport our school provided, lacrosse. He really likes it and about half of the boys in the school are waiting for try outs in line. I'm trying not to think about everything else that's been going on such as Abby, Joey, and Melannie... I'm going to make this day all about Stiles. If he makes it or not, I will. Some of the boys had already tried out a lot failed though twenty-three of them got in and they all got numbers for there jerseys. There were three people in front of Stiles still waiting to pass. They all failed though, I laughed because they were all "Popular" it was Stile's turn. He took the lacrosse stick and closed his eyes for some seconds. Coach asked, "You ready?" Stiles opened his eyes and I saw them sparkle from confidence and he nodded.

Stile's POV

I was so nervous. I closed my eyes to think about the thing I like most right now. And when I closed my eyes I saw Lourde. "Dang," I thought, "she's pretty." Coach asked if I'm ready and I nodded. I know I can do this. He threw ball after ball. He stopped when it got to ten. I caught them all in the stick and threw it right back at him. I have been practicing a lot. It finally paid off! I'm in the teem. I heard the crowd cheer with joy, mostly Lourde and Natalia. They were both yelling my name. I felt myself get redder and redder. I walked over to the principal, he gave me a number, 24. I was surprised because my lucky number is 24! It's lucky after all. Then I recognized a face in the line. I was trying to remember who it was when it finally hit me. It was the Cold Alpha that took Abby away. I smiled and thanked the principal and ran off as fast as I can to tell Lourde...

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