The house was dark and empty and Camille ran into the kitchen. She sat herself down on a barstool and became silent. I'm letting my emotions get to me like Erik had warned they would. I need to clear myself from all my friends. Camille inhaled and exhaled deeply.

ZaCara was invisable when she followed Camille back to the house.

I run in behide her"Are you ok,"I look at her fro behind

Camille closed her eyes. "I'm fine," she said tonelessly.

I walk closer to her,"No your not,"I grab her hand.

ZaCara was glad no one could see her she wanted to see if Camille ment what she said.

Camille snatched her hand away. "No, I'm..." her voice started quiver and she calmed herself. "I am not suppose to feel sad, afraid, or caring. I'm only allowed one emotion: hatred. Erik warned me if I didn't seperate myself from others that I would be weak. Now look at me!" Camille's voice began to rise. "Now I am actually feeling bad about not having ZaCara as a friend. Now I feel guilty. Now I feel sorry. I hate it!" Camille got to her feet and began pacing around the kitchen in deep thought.

Camille was going to run right into her foot is she didnt move it, ZaCara did moved it just in time.

"well i don't know what to say i'm sorry. If you don't want me here i'll leave."I said with a sad vocie well looking ar thje grownd.

Camille glanced at Rogue. "Don't be ridiculous. Nobody said you had to leave," she said harsher than she intended and continued to pace.

I sence somone eles is here,"maybe we should go somwere eles,"

Camille's eyes narrowed as she continued to pace. "Why, because ZaCara is bothering you?" she muttered.

"What's wrong with me bothering any one!"

"Oh never mind then,"I smile.

"I didn't say you were bothering me, but Rogue suggested being somewhere else. You didn't bother me at all," Camille said quietly. "Now she doesn't mind seeing that it's you."