Hey guys! here's the newest chapter X)

let me know what you think?!? Just a little hint that it kind of switches views in the 3rd person ahahah but hopefully its not too bad! its a little insight in jared's mind and then it goes back to Angie! let me know wat u think thrrough COMMENTS nd VOTES please? thanks:)

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Ps. again sorry if it's short when i first wrote this i made the chapters a little short:/

Chapter Three

          Jared and Angie stared at each other for a long moment. Jared couldn't believe what he was seeing, who he was seeing. He came home, and found the beautiful girl on his porch, moving her luggage in! He couldn't believe it. Then to find out it was Angie. His Gela? No way.

          "I only know one Angela," Jared hissed, "And that's not her."

          "It's nice to see you too, Jared," Angie replied coldly. Jared looked closer, and noticed her eyes- her chocolate brown eyes that had specks of green in them. They were narrowed, and looked angry.

          "Angela Nicolson?" Jared laughed, "Yeah right."

          "Well you better believe it," Kate snapped, "Now stop being so rude to our guest!"

          "The Angela I know had frizzy brown hair, braces- which meant crooked teeth-, pointy nose, small ears, and chapped hands and lips," Jared laughed, "This is not Angela."

          Angie pressed her lips tightly together, and the icy words just hissed out of her mouth. How dare you, the words hissed. That only made Jared smile brighter.

          "Come on Angie," Kate whispered, tugging on her arm.

          "Oh you go by Angie now?" Jared asked.

          "It caught on," Angie snapped.

          "Because the Angela I know was only called Angela," Jared whispered, "Except by her Mother."

          "And a friend," Angie murmured.

          Jared's eyes became glassy, and he looked at his Mother. "I'm going out after dinner," He told her, "I won't be back till late."

          "As long as you come home," Maya sighed.

          "I will," He promised, and then strode towards the house. Angie stood her ground, as Kate stepped back so Jared could get past.

          Jared took one long look at Angie, and she just stared back. Her hair was no longer fuzzy, but long and silky. It came down to her breasts, with full curls that curled after they passed her shoulders. Her hair was no longer fuzzy, but now silky and clean. Her head grew into her ears, which were now big enough to have hair tucked behind them. Her nose was still a little pointy, but no one would notice. Her eyebrows were thin, and arched perfectly. Then she had those eyes- those dark brown eyes that were glowing with green specks. Even when she was angry, her eyes still shown.

          "Would you like to say something?" Angie whispered, leaning on her one leg. She was wearing a green shirt, long dark skinny jeans, and black heals.

          "You're not going to get anywhere in those shoes," Jared remarked.

          "Who said I needed to go anywhere?" Angie hissed, and then lifted her foot up right above Jared's foot. His eyes got wide, and he quickly slipped in through the door.

          When he was gone, Maya let out a heavy sigh. "You two used to be so close," She sighed. Used to be, Angie pointed out silently.

          "Come on Angie," Kate whispered, "We can unpack the rest of your stuff now. Let's just not run into Jared again."

          Angie gave her a warm smile, and together they walked back into the house. They walked up the stairs, and into Angie's room. Before Kate closed the bedroom door, Angie saw what used to be Jared's door. It didn't look like Jared's door though, because it had graffiti all over it.

          "Who is that?" Angie asked after the door was closed, "Really, who was that?"

          Kate looked at Angie, and smiled. "I wish it wasn't Jared," She laughed, "But he just can't get out of this slump. I don't really get what's up with him. He got arrested a long time ago, and everything just went downhill from there. Way down hill."

          "That's terrible," Angie whispered, putting her suitcase on the bed, "What did he get arrested for?"

          "We don't really talk about it anymore," Kate muttered, opening the suitcase.

          "Oh, I'm sorry," Angie told her, "I didn't mean to barge in."

          "It's alright," Kate smiled, "But do you mind if I ask you a question?"

          "You just did," Angie informed her.

          "Jared used to do this to me all of the time," Kate sighed, "How about two more questions?"

          "Alright," She laughed, "Shoot."

          "Why did you leave?" Kate asked, "I mean I knew you had to leave for school, but why didn't you come back?"

          Angie frowned, and didn't even bother to tell Kate that she now asked three questions. "It's complicated," She answered, stuffing her clothes into the old drawers.

          "How?" Kate asked.

          "Sometimes, this house just doesn't bring back happy memories," Angie muttered, running her hand through her long hair.

          "Bad memories?" Kate laughed, "I thought you loved this place."

          "Could we please change the subject?" Angie begged, putting more clothes in the drawers.

          "I would," She sighed, "But I have to go help my Mom make dinner, and I'll probably have to call Allie. Will you be alright?"

          "Yeah fine," Angie muttered. Kate smiled at Angie and the left the room. Angie was finally alone since she left the car.  She wished for quiet, but all she could hear was the sound of Jared's music. It was loud and obnoxious.

          Angie closed her eyes, and let out a sigh. "Just ignore it," She muttered to herself, but the music got louder.

          She didn't want to get more in a quarrel with Jared when they both just got here, so she pushed everything out of her mind. She held tightly to the quiet soothing music that played in her head.

          Angie pulled out the rest of her clothes, and shoved them into drawers. She made sure she left enough room for her sister when she came. Angie was hoping that Izzy wouldn't leave again this year.

          It wasn't like Izzy came here often. When Angie was very young, she would come here every summer, every winter break, and every spring break. Every chance she could get, she would come to Seabrook. Izzy only came on some summers though, and didn't know the Shay family as well as Angie did.

          When Angie was done packing, she just sat on the bed, and stared at the wall across from her. She could no longer hear the quiet music, and had to listen to the pounding of the music across the hall. She wanted so much to run across the hall, and demand that he turn it down. To tell him that there were other people in the house, and that he didn't have to be such a big drama queen.

          Angie didn't want to upset him though. She had a gut feeling that if Angie got on Jared's bad side, this trip would turn out to be the worst. It was already pretty bad in the house.

          Mr. Shay had died a few days ago. Recently actually, and Izzy and Angie came here for the funeral.  Was it because of the death of Mr. Shay that sent Jared in a bad mood? No, it couldn't be, Kate said that that happened a long time ago.

          The radio turned off, and it was quiet. Angie lay back in her old bed, and looked up at the white ceiling. She sighed, and smiled.

          "Angie, dinner," Kate called.

          She sat up in the bed, and sighed again. "Coming," Angie yelled, and then went into the closest bathroom to freshen up.

          Angie pulled her hair back into a ponytail, and washed her face. She felt clean, and fresh. Angie opened her eyes, and sighed. There was a knock on the door, and Angie jumped. She turned around, and saw Jared standing in the door way. "Hurry up princess," He teased, and then walked downstairs.

          Angie blushed, and followed Jared downstairs.

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Little helpful hint in case it doesnt say it in the 2nd chapter~

Allie (Allison) is Jared's younger sister. So it goes: Jared, Katherine (Kate), Allison (Allie).

Then for Angie's family it's : Isabel (Izzy) and Angela (Angie)

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