I was sitting in class tapping a pen against my desk. Tap, tap, tap. Tap, tap, tap. A few of the girls threw me dirty looks and I ignored them. It was my pen and I could tap if I wanted to.

I had only been sitting in my classes since 10a.m. Well the first class was gym and there wasn't too much sitting going on in there. I think some pissed off teacher invented gym class to get back at all the students who had messed up their day. I mean it was slow torture, especially for the girl who weren't going to be on the Olympic power lifting team or something. I hate gym, but it was the one class I didn't have to struggle to pay attention in.

Back to reality. It was only 11 a.m. But I was already bored out of my mind and ready to jump on my board and ride out of here. I couldn't keep my hands still and I couldn't focus on whatever stupid thing was going on in the class. I let loose a frustrated sign and Bre cut her eyes at me. I stuck my tongue out at her and she went back to playing on her Ipod. You would think that me and Bre were closer than that since we had been sharing a room for almost the entire semester, but I didn't like her anymore than she liked me. And that was just the way things went with us. She was a snobby blueblood who thought I was scum because I was on scholarship. I guess the fact that this was my 4th school since I left elementary school didn't bode well.

I tugged at the collar of my royally stupid standard issue Bellowood Academy jacket. It was cutting off the circulation to my head, and it was possibly the most ridiculous thing I had ever been made to wear in my life. And that was saying a lot coming from all the different schools I had been kicked out of. I mean it was bright yellow with huge black lapels that never laid down. I looked like I had strangled Big Bird. Though yellow did look good against my smooth brown skin. So that was once plus in this hole I called hell.

I sighed and tried to keep my eyes from crossing and falling into a stupor. My eyes were roaming all over the place and I tried to focus on something and I just glanced out in the window in an effort to make myself focus when I saw someone looking in the window at me. I sat up straighter in my chair and peered at the person. I really hated people looking at me and this person obviously didn't get the hint as they kept staring at me. He was creeping me out because I felt like he knew that I was looking at him looking at me.

I was just about to make a very rude gesture with my hand when the person staring at me pulled out a cell phone with snakes crawling all over it. I screamed and jumped out of my chair. I was ready to run to the door tear it open and shoot down the hallway back up to my room and dive under the covers and not come out till Animal Kingdom had been called. Everyone looked up at me.

"Dillon Parker I have asked you not to disrupt my class again," The Dome barked at me. We had nicknamed Professor Carson, "The Dome," because his bald head shone with a brightness that could rival the Lexor's light that could be seen from outer space. I glared at him. "I think a trip to the Headmaster's office will straighten you out." He told me with a smirk on his face. I could have happily strangled him, but my hands were shaking. Its not everyday you feel like you're going crazy. Is it?

Instead of strangling my teacher, which I could have managed with the strap of my messenger bag; I just snatched up my books and my bag and stormed out of the room. When I grabbed the door handle it gave me a shock so powerful it almost burned my hand, I yelped and with the chorus of laughter ringing in my ears I stomped out of the classroom, but I didn't care. I was totally pissed. I was scared, my heart was racing and I wanted to suck my thumb and call my mom. Mom said there would be days like this, but I thought she was talking about turning old or something.

My spiked boots clacked down the hallway. It was deserted and I looked around. I felt unnerved and I wanted someone else to be walking in the hallways with me. But I was alone, and so I picked up the pace to head to Headmaster's office.

I wasn't looking where I was going, because frankly I just had too many things rattling around in my head and coupled with my ADHD it was giving me a right headache. I turned the corner to head up the stairs and I smack ran into someone.

It knocked me back and few paces and I had to grab the rails to keep from tumbling down to the floor. I glared up to tell them off when the man's dress took me totally by surprise. I had to blink. He was dressed in a jogging suit with a little helmet wings sprouting from sides that were actually flapping. This was Bellowood Academy and the only thing the male adults wore here were platinum tie clips and wing tips.

"What the?" I gasped.

The man smiled, "Well well." he said to me while he was constantly checking messages on his phone. "Whats the hurry? If I didn't know any better I would swear you were one of my daughters." I looked at him like he had lost his mind. Or maybe I had lost my mind. I knew I shouldn't have had that second bowl of Lucky Charms at breakfast. Maybe they really were magically... "Your protector would have been here but he is busy at the moment." He slipped his phone into his pocket, and then he finally looked me straight in the face.

"What are you talking about?" I snapped. This day was just turning out bad and all I wanted to do was crawl back into my bed and sleep till Christmas vacation. I didn't like playing games and I certainly didn't like people talking to me in riddles.

The man looked at me, his eyes softening as he did. "Well Dillon Parker I happen to know somethings about you and you are in danger. And someone very powerful wants to keep you safe so we have to get you out of here." He pulled his phone out and tapped out a text message. "Now I can't directly help you get where you need to go but I can help get you a ride. And your ride is outside right now so you better hurry. You've got some friends on the way." He smiled and gave me a shooing motion. I wanted to get away from the man so I was glad to turn and walk away, but I turned back to tell him just what I thought of him but he was gone.

Since my day was on a slow swirl down the toilet; skipping school was certainly better than going to Headmaster's office. So that was a easy choice, but did I really want to go outside and jump into a strangers care and end up on CNN? Well maybe if Anderson Cooper was covering my story, but no that would mean I was dead and that just wasn't cool.

I hurried outside, because technically I wasn't supposed to be leaving the building. I pushed open the doors and looked around the parking lot, it wasn't as if I were looking for whatever ride that guy was talking about. No one was patrolling the grounds like they were supposed to. Though Bellowood was for "troubled" kids we still had a A-List student roster and some of those needed bodyguards.

I should have turned around and gone back inside. Everything in my was screaming that something was off but I just couldn't put my finger on it. My fingers were itching with the anticipation of some ax welding maniac. But all I saw was a FedEx truck and a small boy was waving at me.

No, he wasn't waving at me. Wait, yes he was waving at me. I was the only person in the parking lot other than him. I looked around to make sure he was waving at me. This day was getting crazier and crazier. I walked over to the boy. Yeah I was walking on the bad side. He was dressed in all black with his spiky hair standing straight up on his head. He was as pale as a piece of paper and his eyes were darting around everywhere like he just couldn't settle on one thing. He was making me nervous.

"You Dillon?" he asked. His eyes kept darting back and forth across the school grounds.

"Who wants to know?" I asked. If he wanted to kill Dillon Parker he wasn't going to get me to announce that I was her and to please kidnap me and dump my body on the highway.

When he moved I saw a wicked all black blade strapped to his hip. And I did what any normal 14 year old girl would do. I freaked out. "Oh my god!" I started to back away and I was sucking in air for a scream worthy of Jamie Lee Curtis and his hand shot out and grabbed me by the wrist. For a little guy he was strong and his grip was starting to hurt. I tried to kick him so he would let go and I could run away screaming the whole time.

"We don't have time for this," he growled. Yeah it was time to get away from him. "Sleep," he whispered. Oh right like I was just going to close my eyes and.. he waved his hand in front of my face and I didn't have time to cry out before my eyes closed and everything went black.