The air was Moist and cold as it came into the window of the car, chilling amanda to the bone. She had secrets and dreams and nightmares like any other person, so why did she feel so different.

"Earlier," Kelly began speaking slowly. "When you said it was a bad memory. What exactly was the memory?" Kelly asked cautiously.

Amanda took in the caution as being considerate. "Well, i really meant like this weird dream i’ve been having lately. Im sorry. Maybe we can try again sometime." Amanda said with a smile as the car pulled into the driveway.

Kelly stoped the car and turned to amanda. She gave her a kiss on the cheek and a smile after seeing the blush escaping her friends face. "Deffinatley. I’ll call you okay?"

"Okay. Goodnight." Amanda departed the car and ran up to the house. Upon turning the knob she realized it was locked. She reached under the rug and grabbed the spare Key and put it into the hole. As she turned it she could already hear the noises coming from the couples room. She turned the key again to lock it and turned to look at kelly who was still there. She ran out to kelly’s open window.

"Something wrong?" Kelly asked.

"Um, Kind of. I REALLY dont wanna stay here with the cats and dogs." Amanda said. "Can you drive me to that hotel we passed about 4 minutes ago?"

"no." Kelly protested. "You cant stay at some cheap hotel. You’ll get Aids just sleeping on the bed. You can stay at my house. No strings attached."

"Thanks." amanda flashed a large smile before hoping in the car and pulling away with kelly into the night.

Meanwhile clay is sitting in the livingroom center stage to his parents attention. Glen is still upstairs and hasnt bothered coming down, which didnt bother clay at all.

"So whats going on clay?" Arthur asked in his deep and scruffy voice of concern.

clay didnt exactly know what to say or how to say it. He stood up and began pacing with his arms folded over his chest. His lifted one hand to his mouth and began to bite his nail. He stoped when he realized the bad habit he would get into. He sat back down and faced his fears. "Okay. Mom. Dad. As you both know, i’ve been in contact with my birthmother quite a bit latley. right?"