Can You Handle a Challenge Mr. Alpha?

Count Down In 3...2...1

Chp.24- Count Down In 3.. 2... 1

Juliette was not the most patient person when it came to showing me around. She was so desperate to get to a place I had no idea where it was. I lost her a couple of times and had to yell for her. Where as I wanted to take my time and study all of the pictures Juliette had to get somewhere.

We had left Jennifer and Abby in the cafeteria they were on their second tub of ice cream. Seems to me like they'll be in that cafeteria for a while.

So, now I've found 12 more pictures. One of me in the beach with Nate, me and Victoria, me dancing, me and Scott trying to find Victoria and a lot more. Each of them had a message written on the back from Scott. Some where funny, other's cheese or cliche. But, nonetheless they made me feel happy inside.

"Anna!" Juliette yelled from somewhere interrupting my train of thoughts.

I turned to the left and found Juliette pointing at the wall in front of her. I walked over to her and pulled the picture off the wall. In this picture there was Scott and me talking in his office. I was looking outside the window of his office and he was behind me looking at me. I didn't turn the picture around, I would read them later that night when I was alone in the Luna's Chamber.

"I wonder how long it took him to put all these pictures together?" I asked out loud. I wasn't really expecting an answer, since I didn't know if Juliette would know the whereabouts of her brother.

"Oh, ever since you came he's been taking those pictures. He got obsessed like a druggie on crack. Honestly. He made all of us paste these pictures around when you guys went to sleep," Juliette admitted as she turned left twice and then right.

I wondered how she didn't get lost around here. I was getting dizzy from so much turning and walking. But, my motivation to find all of the pictures Scott took was stronger than my migraine.

"So, do these pictures take me somewhere?" I asked Juliette.

Juliette looked over her shoulder and smirked at me. It w scary how much she looked like Scott when she did that.

"I'll take that as a yes," I said when she turned around and kept walking, without giving me an answer.

We walked for 10 more minutes and I found at least 30 more pictures. In those agonizing 10 minutes of my life Juliette would make unnecessary comments and jokes. I'm guessing that's how she coped with Zeke leaving. I on the other hand flipped through the pictures, but didn't read the back of any of them, just waiting until I wa alone so I could not get all emotional in front of really emotional people. If that even made sense at all.

Anyways, I was shuffling through the pictures and counting them. I counted 49 pictures and little phrases on the back. I was turning around aimlessly, not really noticing if I was following Juliette or if she was even in the hallway with me. I stopped abruptly as there was a door in front of me. I lifted my head up and looked up and saw that on the door there was a rose painted on it. The Luna's Chamber. Weird, what was I doing here?

I looked behind me, but Juliette wasn't here. Weird, how did I get here? I don't remember Juliette walking towards here. Or maybe it was instinct to be here? No. Either Juliette took me here on purpose or she knew I would come here.

My hand shook as I grabbed the door knob and slowly turned it to open the door. The door clicked and I pushed it forwards and stepped inside. I looked around and saw that no one wa here, next I closed the door behind me and walked towards the closet. I was looking for that 50th picture. It could be anywhere.

I looked in the closet, inside my suitcase. under the bed, in the bathroom, inside the bathroom tub and finally in any drawers but I couldn't find that last picture. Sighing I walked over to my bed. Maybe I had been wrong, maybe I had lost Juliet and she was looking for me.

I lay on my back when I got an idea. I dashed out of the room and ran through the halls until finally I came at the bottom of the stairs. I climbed those faster than I had ever in the past days. It took me less time to open the door and when I did I walked outside to the last place I saw Scott.

There waiting for me on the broken steps of the abandoned house was the last picture and a polaroid camera. I picked up the picture, it was taken today. It was me and Scott hugging in the rain. I flipped the picture around, it said : The moment I will always remeber when I'm so far away from you. -S

Next I picked up the camera, there was a note on it. Treat my camera well, I trust you with it. Take 50 pictures of your greatest moments. Can't wait to see them in 29 days. Start counting down the days :) -S

I sat down on the steps and stared at the vacant spot where the cars had been. Hours ago Scott had left and it felt like decades. This would be the worst month ever. Well, at least today was almost over.

I rolled my eyes. There wouldn't be 50 great moments in the 29 days you were gone Scott. That's impossible.

　

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