Chapter 1: Something Isn't Right
Rachel Moore

The school was on fire…Students were running out of the science building and here I was standing in the middle of it all, no one seemed to see me. 'How did this start?' I kept thinking to myself. As I got closer to the fire I could see the source of it; at three lab stations the gas was turned on and the shut off valve appeared too rusted to move. Then there was an explosion.

I woke up with what seemed to be a fever, my skin was hot and sweat was all over me and the sheets. A painful headache rushed to the surface of my temples as I sat up in bed.

"The dream…" From underneath my bed I pulled out a journal given to me by my grandma before she died..At the top of every page was a quote from the bible. I never had been much of a religious person, but the quotes were insightful at times. After writing down the dream I looked back at previous dreams…murder…earthquakes…rape, all of them unimaginable to any sane persons mind.

"Am I sane?" I questioned myself in a whisper. Frowning I closed the book and put it back under my bed, today was Sunday...and tomorrow was school, no fire or explosion today.

Mom made me bacon and eggs for breakfast and asked the age old question… "Did you sleep good last night hunny?"

Poking at my eggs I thought about telling her the truth, but stopped, she wouldn't understand. "Yeah…it was fine.." the silence broke thanks to the phone. "hello?" I answered and it was Brittney on the other line wanting to come over and hang out. "Sure..give me an hour..I just got up." Her laugh could be heard across the kitchen and then I hanged up the phone.

"You and Brittney hanging out today? We'll don't tear the place apart while I'm gone…" I rolled my eyes, "I'm not a kid anymore!"

"I know dear...just saying." She grabbed her purse and headed toward the door, "I'll be back later, just doing some shopping and picking up dinner. Call me if Brittney will be staying." Once she left I finished my breakfast and took a shower quickly.

After I got out there was a spider crawling up my bedroom wall… "Eww!" I went and got the bug spray but after spraying it fell to the ground and took off. "Damit." When I was done getting ready I sat in the kitchen waiting for the door to ring, "She's always late…" I sighed and glanced over at the stove, gas. I narrowed my eyes at the reminder…would it happen? Could it happen?

When Brittney came she brought a large bag with her, "What's all this? You know you can't spend the night, tomorrow is Monday."

"Chill out, just brought some clothes…I need your opinion on 'em for this tomorrow." She ran upstairs and shut the bathroom door before trying on the first outfit; meanwhile we talked through the door. "I heard you have a crush on Josh."

My face got red in shock and embarrassment, "From whom?" I was starting to get pissed, I only told one other person.

"Maggie did. You should know she has a big mouth Rachel, why'd you tell her?"

I shrugged just as the door opened, "I don't know honestly…" Then I gasped, Brittney was wearing the same outfit from the dream. "That one…you're going to wear that one to school tomorrow."

She looked at me confused, "I thought about it, duh that's why I'm here…If you choose the first one then that's no fun…" she paused noticing my reaction, "are you okay Rach? You look scared."

I sat down on my bed and started crying feeling panicked, "Something terrible is going to happen at school. I saw it."

Brittney now looked very concerned, "What do you mean you saw it? Saw what?"

I sniffled and tried to calm down. "Listen to me, tomorrow there is going to be an explosion at school."

"Ookay…and how do you know this? You aren't planning to…"

"No! I had a dream about it last night. And you were wearing that outfit."

She raised a brow at me, "Rach we have dreams all the time, that don't mean they come true." She rubbed my shoulder, "Just calm down, nothing will happen."

I pushed her hand away. "You don't believe me? Britt I think I know what I'm talking about. I've had these dreams before...look at this." I pulled out my journal and handed it to her. She flipped through it and gave me a scary look that made my stomach turn.

"This is terrible! You dreamed all this?" she handed me back the journal and started grabbing her things, "I've gotta go…maybe I'll see you around tomorrow."

When she left I was feeling regretful for opening up to her…I thought I could trust her.

Mom was surprised to see Brittney not there when she came home. I lied quickly, "her mom called and wanted her home."

"Well that's a shame…I brought home pizza for tonight." I forced a smile and went back to my room and shut the door.

Dad ended up coming home late from watching a football game with his friends, so we didn't really eat together that night. I decided to watch television in my room till I fell asleep. My mom thought Brittney and I just had a fight or something so she was leaving me alone…or giving me my space, that's what she always said. I took out my dream journal and flipped to the last blank page…

This other part of me is different. I can't quite grasp what I'm supposed to do with this knowledge. But in these dreams I'm not Rachel, I'm someone else…Angelus, that shall be her name and these dreams are her special power.