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boyfriends.  Anyways…” Very carefully, Izzy slid the disk on her finger and brought it to the DVD player.  After a few moments, Izzy stepped back and turned on her television before flipping through the channels until she spotted the right one.  “A movie is like… it’s like real life, except, for the most part, the people aren’t real.  The plotline is imagined, and the characters are just… characters.”  She looked over at Johnny, her brows pushed together.  “Does that make any sense?”
     
    Johnny gave her a small, reassuring smile.  “I’m sure it will once I watch this… movie ,” he told her.
     
    “Good,” Izzy said, returning his smile.  “Well, just so you know, there are three of these movies, so if you like this one, I’d be happy to put on the second, and then the third.”  She sighed wistfully as she stared at the DVD’s menu screen.  “I love these movies.”  She paused for a moment, realizing that she had just said that aloud.  “Anyways, if you need anything, I’ll be in… my room.  And don’t pay attention to Brandon.  He’s a jerk.”
     
    “Isabelle,” he called softly.  The use of her full name was not as annoying as it sounded coming from anyone else’s lips.  She swallowed, pushing the thought away, and looked at Johnny quizzically.  “Thank you.  For everything.”
     
    Izzy just smiled and started the movie before disappearing into her bedroom.
     
     
     

Chapter 6
     
    “This movie, as you call it, is completely unacceptable in terms of authenticity!” Johnny exclaimed as soon as the credits started rolling.  He pushed himself off the couch and glanced down, his eyes focusing on the two women who were both writing on boxes with permanent markers.  Brandon had left about an hour ago, once everything had been officially packed.  Izzy and Bex hadn’t wanted to disturb Johnny, and since both were so fond of the movie, they decided to join him as they marked up the boxes.
     
    Izzy glanced around from her sitting position, looking at the apartment.  It looked so much… emptier.  Not that that was a bad thing or anything.  Sometimes emptiness was a requirement for closure, but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt any less.  Her eyes were drawn to the bedroom – her bedroom.  Though the dresser drawers were closed, she still knew Zach’s previous side was empty.  All of his stuff from his part of the bathroom was gone.  His Xbox 360 and all of the video games that went along with the game counsel were tucked away as well.  Save for the boxes that now cluttered a portion of her living room, he was all but physically removed from her life.  Now if only she could erase three years of memories…
     
    “…and that bloke who was supposed to play me (because, let’s face it; Jack Sparrow is obviously a play on Johnny Clover),” Johnny continued, flailing his arms around in obvious frustration.  “How could you think he looks even remotely like me?  I am so much taller, not to mention built – and I have excellent dental care, thank you very much.  No gold teeth for me.  And that hair is the most ridiculous sight I have seen in a long time – and I’ve seen a lot of odd things, let me tell you.  Don’t even get me started on the magic!”
     
    “But the magic is real,” Bex pointed out, her dark eyes surveying the pirate seriously.
     
    “What makes you say that?” Johnny practically snapped, although that was not his original intention.  Izzy placed her palm over her mouth in hopes to contain a mixture of a giggle and a snort, and succeeded only slightly.  Nobody paid her any attention, however.  Brown eyes were currently battling against brown eyes.
     
    “Well, you’re here, aren’t you?” she asked him, jutting her hip out and placing her hand on her hip.  Izzy immediately recognized this as Bex’s defense pose.  Once her dark eyes narrowed into Johnny’s, Bex completed the look.
     
    Johnny opened his mouth to