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Chapter One: Witching Hour

A/N: Well, I just thought of this. It goes inside the mind of a psychopath, but it's someone you won't expect. It explores the subject of obsession. This first chapter is in London's POV.

Disclaimer: I don't own any Suite Life characters or anything else associated. I do, however, own this sick and twisted plot. . Brava for meeee.

Story Summary: Cody begins to notice how pretty London is. He begins to notice the depth of her mind and soul and how so much of her doesn't meet the eye. What happens when this crush turns into obsession?

Chapter Summary: Late night study sessions suck. At least in London's eyes.

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London's POV:

Where is that light coming from?

This is what I asked myself repeatedly, until I finally lifted my sleepy head and opened my eyes partially. I forgot about the light for a moment as I looked across the slightly warm wooden table. I saw a mess of bright blonde hair situated a mere foot from me, as the owner of this hair's back rose and fell in a deep slumber.

"Maddie," I called out, not really expecting an answer. I glanced at my watch and yawned, looking on as the minute and hour hands simultaneously reached the 12. I realized we'd both fallen asleep in the middle of a cram session.

'Cram Session' is a relative phrase among college students, which both Maddie and I are. It most often occurs when students forget to study normally for an exam, so they cram as much knowledge into their heads the night before. Maddie and I were currently in the library, participating in a 'Cram Session'. Evidently, the curriculum wasn't very interesting, as we had both conked out at some point.

I turned my attention back to the light that was in question. There was a small orb of white light hovering in the threshold of the library. Everything else was pitch dark except for this paricular light. Suddenly, the light hit the floor with a loud 'thud'. The commotion startled Maddie, who fell backwards in her chair. I jumped up, helping Maddie back to her feet.

"Who's there?" Maddie yelled, a bit irritable from her sudden wake up call. Suddenly, a familiar face appeared in the light. Maddie and I both breathed sighs of relief.

"Earl? You scared the hell out of us," I said, barely able to hear myself over the sound of my pounding heart.

"Sorry girls. I didn't know anyone was in here," Earl said, in his genuine New York accent.

Earl is the janitor at New York University, where Maddie and I attend. He's a really great guy. The source of the light seemed to be coming from Earl's infamous flashlight. He'd obviously dropped it when he saw us.

"It's midnight. Hows about you girls head back to the dorms? It's pretty late, and I don't wantcha over here by yourselves," Earl explained, motioning to the door. Maddie and I nodded and grabbed our insipid textbooks tiredly, following him out of the library.

And this was our life now. Our lives had changed drastically over the year. The death of my father had started everything. It had been rough. But, Maddie kept nagging me to go to college. To be honest, my attitude toward school had changed along with everything else. I actually enjoy learning new things now. We haven't seen any of our family members in a year. But, at least our other friends from Our Lady of Perpetual Sorrow, Mary-Margaret and Corrie, also decided to attend NYU.

I think about these things a lot. But right now, I just want to sleep. My twenty-year-old brain has finally interpreted that it's midnight. It's always kind of creeped me out that it's called the witching hour...

A/N: Wow...I'm sorry that sucked so bad. Hopefully it'll get better. Thanks for reading!