chapter1

Thoughts

Joe POV,

I can't believe it's been a year already, Iola been gone for a whole year and life went on with out her.

Today it's raining perfect weather for an unveiling of Iola headstone, Chet standing in-between his parents, since the Iola death, Chet had a lost a lot of weight and bulked up he still had his love for food but he ate healthy cut down on his pizza in take, he looked good.

Frank now goes to collage in Boston and is now nineteen, looking over at him as he guides his new girlfriend Jody Mitchell who had come home with him for the weekend, Callie and Frank broke up, when Callie gave Frank an ultimatum that majorly backfired on her, she told him to chose between her or me big mistake if you ask me, one thing you learn with living with Frank or for that fact any of us Hardy's you never make us chose between family and something else, because family always come first to us.

Looking over at Jody, she sure is a knockout with that long sandy brown hair and her bright green eyes standing at five foot eleven she could be a model, the difference between Callie and Jody is that Jody understands the bond that Frank and I have, she comfortable within herself to respect that bond we shared and understands it.

Callie here, standing on the other side of the grave, Iola was her best friend and I think in a way Callie never got over Iola death, she changed alot after the bombing, and not for the best she became clingly with Frank once she was nice to me and understood the bond between Frank and I, she knew the story just as well as the others. Vanessa standing beside her, Van never got to met Iola she here to support Callie not me this time, I dated Vanessa and I pushed her away once to often so we broke up, she felt that she couldn't carry on dating me while I stilled mourned for Iola, she right though, I don't think I'm ready to let her go, she been apart of me for so long and I still believe that somewhere out there Iola is still out there.

Mourning Iola also is blond haired six foot four Biff Hooper beside him is darked haired Five foot eleven Tony Prito like me they go to Bay U I got a Football scholarship to Bay U insisted of my parents I was quite happy staying home, I knew that I wouldn't make it into Dixon that was for brainy people like Frank and Phil Conhen I'm glad that Frank isn't alone at Dixon.

Philip Conhen is Frank's best friend they are what most people call nerds they were both honor roll students Phil played chess as well as Baseball and basketball, Frank was what some people would call an all round student, he studied hard and played hard I often wondered where he found the time to do it I have hard enough time finding time to study in-between practice and classes.

Don't get me wrong my grades are good but not worthy of Dixon, Frank almost didn't go but I didn't what to hold him back, so I told him to try if for a month and if he didn't like it he could transfer over to Bay U that was six months ago, don't get me wrong Frank and I still keep in contact everyday the wonders of computers is totally amazing we e-mail each other everyday, solving mysteries is on hold till we finish school and we'll join dad in the business.

Joining the others beside the grave I look down knowing that Iola isn't actually buried here, they never found any of her body, that what leads me to think that an member of the Assassins have her, training her to be one of them, The Network this ultra secret department knows that they have her D.N.A and have cloned her to get to me.

Looking about behind my mirrored tinted glasses, I wear them all the time now, I nod at Chet things have never been the same between me and Chet, I know he doesn't blame me for her death but I blame myself for it, if I hadn't be flirting with that girl that faithful day she would still be alive and just maybe it would be Frank or I lying here in this graveyard.

That thought scares me as well I wouldn't what it to be Frank and I know for sure that Frank wouldn't want it to be me.

But I felt like I died that day when our car blew up with Iola in it, I think that why I've pushed everyone, who not a member of my family always hiding behind masks and taken risks with my life, I overheard my parents talking one day about me, they were worried my mother told dad that the damn wall I was hiding behind scared the hell of her, because she was scared that one day my risk taking will end in my death and she felt that I didn't care, and she right at the time, I didn't give a damn whether I lived or died, but I do now I would not what to put my family through that grief.

It helped that Frank had that talk to me before he left for Dixon he threaten me by saying that if I did anything too stupid while he was gone he would personally kick my butt from here to timbuckoo.

Sitting beside my mother she holds dads hand in hers, once I sit down she grabs mine and give me a warm smile as she gives it a squeeze, I've always been close to both of my parents more so with mom she understands me better than dad does I know that at times dad doesn't understand me at times, I don't understand myself.

Listening to the birds as they wait for the rain to stop and the droning of voices as they talk to each other, I'm no longer apart of this group once I was proud to call them my friends but now I feel trapped, that why I have to leave, I'm eighteen now, it's what I've been holding onto, knowing that once I'm eighteen I'll be leaving Bayport.

This is my last day here I know that my family will miss me but I have to go or I will go mad, I'm not doing this to hurt my family I'm doing this to find myself and when I have I will return.


	Thoughts Joe POV, I can't believe it's been a year already, Iola been gone for a whole year and life went on with out her. Today it's raining perfect weather for an unveiling of Iola headstone, Chet standing in-between his parents, since the Iola death, Chet had a lost a lot of weight and bulked up he still had his love for food but he ate healthy cut down on his pizza in take, he looked good. Frank now goes to collage in Boston and is now nineteen, looking over at him as he guides his new girlfriend Jody Mitchell who had come home with him for the weekend, Callie and Frank broke up, when Callie gave Frank an ultimatum that majorly backfired on her, she told him to chose between her or me big mistake if you ask me, one thing you learn with living with Frank or for that fact any of us Hardy's you never make us chose between family and something else, because family always come first to us. Looking over at Jody, she sure is a knockout with that long sandy brown hair and her bright green eyes standing at five foot eleven she could be a model, the difference between Callie and Jody is that Jody understands the bond that Frank and I have, she comfortable within herself to respect that bond we shared and understands it. Callie here, standing on the other side of the grave, Iola was her best friend and I think in a way Callie never got over Iola death, she changed alot after the bombing, and not for the best she became clingly with Frank once she was nice to me and understood the bond between Frank and I, she knew the story just as well as the others. Vanessa standing beside her, Van never got to met Iola she here to support Callie not me this time, I dated Vanessa and I pushed her away once to often so we broke up, she felt that she couldn't carry on dating me while I stilled mourned for Iola, she right though, I don't think I'm ready to let her go, she been apart of me for so long and I still believe that somewhere out there Iola is still out there. Mourning Iola also is blond haired six foot four Biff Hooper beside him is darked haired Five foot eleven Tony Prito like me they go to Bay U I got a Football scholarship to Bay U insisted of my parents I was quite happy staying home, I knew that I wouldn't make it into Dixon that was for brainy people like Frank and Phil Conhen I'm glad that Frank isn't alone at Dixon. Philip Conhen is Frank's best friend they are what most people call nerds they were both honor roll students Phil played chess as well as Baseball and basketball, Frank was what some people would call an all round student, he studied hard and played hard I often wondered where he found the time to do it I have hard enough time finding time to study in-between practice and classes. Don't get me wrong my grades are good but not worthy of Dixon, Frank almost didn't go but I didn't what to hold him back, so I told him to try if for a month and if he didn't like it he could transfer over to Bay U that was six months ago, don't get me wrong Frank and I still keep in contact everyday the wonders of computers is totally amazing we e-mail each other everyday, solving mysteries is on hold till we finish school and we'll join dad in the business. Joining the others beside the grave I look down knowing that Iola isn't actually buried here, they never found any of her body, that what leads me to think that an member of the Assassins have her, training her to be one of them, The Network this ultra secret department knows that they have her D.N.A and have cloned her to get to me. Looking about behind my mirrored tinted glasses, I wear them all the time now, I nod at Chet things have never been the same between me and Chet, I know he doesn't blame me for her death but I blame myself for it, if I hadn't be flirting with that girl that faithful day she would still be alive and just maybe it would be Frank or I lying here in this graveyard. That thought scares me as well I wouldn't what it to be Frank and I know for sure that Frank wouldn't want it to be me. But I felt like I died that day when our car blew up with Iola in it, I think that why I've pushed everyone, who not a member of my family always hiding behind masks and taken risks with my life, I overheard my parents talking one day about me, they were worried my mother told dad that the damn wall I was hiding behind scared the hell of her, because she was scared that one day my risk taking will end in my death and she felt that I didn't care, and she right at the time, I didn't give a damn whether I lived or died, but I do now I would not what to put my family through that grief. It helped that Frank had that talk to me before he left for Dixon he threaten me by saying that if I did anything too stupid while he was gone he would personally kick my butt from here to timbuckoo. Sitting beside my mother she holds dads hand in hers, once I sit down she grabs mine and give me a warm smile as she gives it a squeeze, I've always been close to both of my parents more so with mom she understands me better than dad does I know that at times dad doesn't understand me at times, I don't understand myself. Listening to the birds as they wait for the rain to stop and the droning of voices as they talk to each other, I'm no longer apart of this group once I was proud to call them my friends but now I feel trapped, that why I have to leave, I'm eighteen now, it's what I've been holding onto, knowing that once I'm eighteen I'll be leaving Bayport. This is my last day here I know that my family will miss me but I have to go or I will go mad, I'm not doing this to hurt my family I'm doing this to find myself and when I have I will return.