Fire. Red. Pain. Death. Wasn't she supposed to HELP people? Why was all this happening? Fire. Red. Pain. Death. CHAOS. There were no more good memories left, only the screaming, the red, the pain, and the blood. Oh God, the Blood. I could feel it coming up... it was gurgling, bubbling. I couldn't stop it. It was going to explode.

A blood-curdling scream ripped out of my throat, so large my whole body racked and trembled, over and over it went. It wouldn't stop, the pain now was almost as bad as it was that night, ever since i've been more afraid of falling asleep, than of actually dying. All of a sudden i felt that familiar hand on my shoulder, i opened my tear-filled eyes to see 'M' sitting on my bed with her normal, concerned look on her aged face. She was saying something, but i couldn't make it out. She handed me my Cochlear, i put it in and all the sounds flooded into my ears. "Bec!" she said and shook my shoulders, "Bec!" was all i heard, "Bec, you need to breathe." she warned. "Okay, OKAY. I'm alright!" I huffed and sat up, pushing her hands off my shoulders, i HATED people touching me. 'M' handed me a glass of water and sighed, "How many nights has this been?"

"Too many to count" i scoff and get up and walk over to my window and open it. I needed AIR.

"This is no way to start of your first day of school, it's 3 am Bec." she sighed again, she always did that.

"Right. THAT." i reply annoyed. New Town,New School.

"You gonna try to get more sleep, or are you gonna run to the gym?" she asks, i already know that she knows what i'm gonna say. "Alright" she says and smiles, "But i'm only letting you BORROW the studio to practice for your dance audition if you keep up your grades this time." she warns. "I got it M" i say, grin, and pull her in for a hug. she walks off to her room to get some last few hours of sleep, while i get dressed and stuff my backpack to get ready to run to the gym.

20 minutes later...

Earbuds in, world out. Just how i liked it, Eminem playing as i ran at my normal steady pace. It was early in the morning, and the sun was coming up. I loved to run in the morning when the sun was coming up, so i could see the sunrise. As i arrived at the gym, i took an earbud out, and realized how out of breath i was. Dang, i'm rusty! I thought to myself and chuckled. I open the door and walk in, i set my stuff at the corner of the dance studio and walk over to the speakers to plug in my iPod. Many Eminem, Summer set, and rap songs later i hear my phone.

'Ring Ring' i ignore it at first.

'Ring Ring'

"Hello? M? OH GOSH!" i yell and hang up, i hadn't realized how long it had been. i ran to the gym's showers to get changed, and do my hair and makeup. When i was done, i grabbed my backpack, locked up, and walked to Beacon Hills High.

When i arrived, i could already see that this was a small school, maybe 300 kids max. Good. i thought, less people to see me embarrass myself. Since i was only a sophmore, i was still trying to stay out of other people's way.

Suddenly a body knocked me down, sending me and my backpack down onto the pavement, spilling the contents with it. "Oh gosh! im so sorry!" a Teenage boy says. "Don't worry about it." i snap back, slightly annoyed, and bend down to start picking things up. "I'm really clumsy. this happens all the time, well not all the time, but a lot. my mom always says that..." I block out his nervous rambling and roll my eyes. "Yeah. No. I get it. Thanks." "I'm Liam.." he says and smiles from the corner of his mouth. "Becca." I scoff and stand up. I put my things back into my backpack and walk away. "See you around Becca!" he yells after me. Everyone in the hallway turns and stares at me, i walk faster, "Great. best first day EVER." i mumble sarcastically to myself.