This is only a preview of the first chapter of my story "You've Got to Be Kidding." I will be posting the rest of the story on my other account, katethepinkarrow. Feel free to comment on this post but if you want to read the rest, it will be posted on my pinkarrow account tomorrow morning. Happy reading!

"NO!" I exclaimed. "What the hell are you doing?! Chase after her and tell her how much you love her you moron!"

My roommate sighed obnoxiously. "Eliza, calm down. It's a TV show. And isn't that a rerun? You already knew that was going to happen."

I glared at her. "It's not a TV show. It's the TV show. This is Arrow. You know, my favorite and quite possibly the best show ever made. And just because I've seen it already doesn't mean it hurts any less when Oliver and Felicity don't realize how perfect they are for each other."

This was a common argument between us. I would freak out over the endless plot twists Arrow had to offer and Anna would complain about me being an antisocial freak. I didn't hate her. But I didn't love her either.

"Newsflash, just because you're into comic book shit doesn't mean the rest of the world is," Anna said nasally. Picture your stereotypical bitchy sorority chick and that's Anna in a nutshell.

I packed up my laptop. "Fine. Then I'll just watch it at the Lounge." The Lounge was a café all the way across campus but the coffee and free Wi-Fi were worth the long walk. Plus, it was past six so everyone would be in the dining hall and the café would be relatively empty.

I grabbed my favorite denim jacket and put it on over my floral top. The weather surprisingly warm, as least warm for upstate New York, and with my trusty laptop tucked into my messenger bag, I made my way to the freedom of judgment-free Arrow binging.

I was almost there when I saw something. A weird red streak flew past me. Okay. Either I've been watching too much Flash or I'm going crazy. Just as I shook off the strange vibe I saw it again. A red streak came right at me.

Just before it would have hit me it dodged to the left of me and started circling around me over and over again until I was surrounded by a circle of red light. I started screaming. I hoped someone could see what was happening and even if they couldn't stop it, at least someone would know what happened to me. Not that anyone was around to care or even notice.

The light got brighter and brighter and the wind within the circle made it hard to breathe. I dropped my bag as I gasped for air. Through my oxygen deprived haze I swear I could make out a figure of a man inside the streak.

"Please." I gasp. "What are you doing to me?"

The figure didn't answer but seemed to run even faster. Spots dotted my vision as I struggled to breathe. As I blacked out I couldn't help but wonder if this was how Barry Allen's mother felt as she died.

Again, this story will be updated on my other account, katethepinkarrow, tomorrow morning. Please review here and let me know what you think!