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"I love you, Alejandro." It had been over five years since Heather's brush with death and she and Alejandro had been happily married for one of those years. They had use their time together wisely, relearning old things about each other as well as new things. They were no longer the teenagers that fought against each other on Total Drama and they were no longer the adults that had fallen in love all those years ago. Together they were something new and wonderful, stronger than ever before. Of course it had taken time to heal the betrayal of their earlier years together and to forgive not only themselves but as well as each other. Of course

CHAPTER ONE Reading Is For The Birds *** A auburn headed girl with a pony-tail looked up from her desk where she was looking at a text book with a confused look written upon her face. She sighed as she looked at the clock that hung above her teachers head. She propped up her head with her hand, and let out another sigh. She slowly looked around the classroom at her class-mates, all of their noses stuck in their books. "How boring..." She thought to herself. The only true friend she had wasn't in this class with her. To her, it seemed like she was the only one with a life, everyone else had always seemed so quiet and studious around he

Previously: He closed his eyes like he did before the story, not wanting to see either of their reactions. Heaving a sigh, he cautiously opened his eyes, and saw both of them staring blankly at him. They didn't seem to blink, or even move, it was as if time had decided to stand still, but it would not be long until one of them decided to break the silence. "What was her name?" Heather's voice shaky and uncertain. Jose let out a breath of air, and slowly brought his eyes to her grey ones. "Courtney." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 8 Wait What? Alejandro's arm tightening around Heather's torso, the name hanging in the air

*I Do Not Own Sailor Moon* /Edited 12/26/10/ '' = thoughts/conscience (Later Chapters) Chapter 1 No Last Name My name is Serenity, I have no last name, no past, and to put it bluntly no future: I am a slave to The King and Queen's castle in Crescent Bay. My family is a small one, just the three of us. Any extended family has either died, been sold, or has no idea I nor my siblings exist. My mother died in child labor with my little sister Mina. Though my father tried to stay strong for us, he died months later of a what I believe was a broken heart. After my parents untimely death, I was bestowed the part of being the parent, even thoug