Gregor's hand was shaking so much that he couldn't even hold his pencil. A million things were going through his head. Not one of them had to do with what the teacher had said. He kept looking at the clock. 2:45. Only ten more minutes, then he was out of here. He was still lost in thought when his friend, Larry, slapped him in the face. "Gregor? Earth to Gregor!" Gregor grabbed Larry's hand, about ready to break it off, then he realized that he wasn't trying to hurt him. His stupid rager side was so touchy lately. He hadn't really gotten to use it in about three months. But Larry didn't mean any harm. He was only trying to get his attention since the whole class had already gone out to their lockers.

"Sorry" said Gregor, letting his hand go.
"What is up with you, man?", he said as they were leaving the room. "You've already gotten into like four fist fights since you came back to school."
"I don't know. I guess I'm not getting enough sleep.", he said. That wasn't a complete lie, he couldn't sleep. The nightmares were getting so bad, that he tried his best to stay awake.
"Whatever. Hey did you see That hot chick in math class? Carrie Smith. Think I should ask her out?", said Larry.
Gregor almost started laughing. Carrie Smith was this really popular girl in their math class. She already had like three boyfriends. And Larry wasn't exactly the "coolest" guy in school. He was actually pretty obnoxious. "No. Bad idea. ", he said."She probably just turn you down anyway."
"Oh what do you know! Have you ever even liked a girl? You still think they have cooties don't you?", said Larry shaking his head at Gregor, who was think about the picture in his pocket. He thought about all the other kids with pictures of them and there girlfriend in there lockers. Or at least a picture of their girlfriend. Part of him really wanted to pull it out and show Larry. There he was with a picture of him and a beautiful girl in his pocket but he kept it to himself. Because this girl, wasn't "normal". She had soft, silvery, blonde hair.
Skin so light that you could see right through it. And her eyes. Gregor favorite part about her was her deep ,dark, violet eyes. He missed those eyes so much. "whatever.", he said closing his locker, and walking away.

The walk home seemed to short. It gave Gregor time to think. And he needed a lot of that. He pulled out the picture of he and Luxa. Man, he missed her! He whispered to the picture. "I'm sorry. I love you." When he looked up, he realized he was in Central Park. Why was he here? He hadn't meant to walk here. He stared at the rock that covered to passage to the Underland. He wanted to go sad badly! But he just couldn't do that to his family. So he went to go pick up Boots from daycare. When they got home, he put Boots on the couch and she started playing with some of her toy she dropped his bag on the floor, and sat next to her. After about ten minutes of playing with Boots, the phone rang. "Hello?", said Gregor. It was Mrs. Cormaci.

"Oh Gregor, you're just the one I wanted to talk to!", she said. "Gregor I think you should come to my apartment. I found something and I think it belongs to you."
"Okay but I'm watching Boots. so I'll have to bring her. Is that okay?"
"Yes just hurry." Then she was gone.
When they got to her apartment she answered the door and pulled them in quickly. "Hey, what's going on?", asked Gregor. "Sit down" She sat next to him on the couch . While boots sat on the floor playing with her doll .She took a deep breath and handed Gregor a scroll. Was this from the Underland!
"Where'd you get this?" said Gregor.
"Well I was doing my laundry, and I thought I heard something, and well…. You get it.", she said. "I didn't read it. Don't I have this bad feeling that you wont like what it has to say.", I'll take Boots in the kitchen so you can read it on your own.", she said.
Now he was all alone. Why would he have gotten this? Didn't they think he was in Virginia?
He never got a chance to tell Luxa….LUXA! Suddenly he was so excited to read it. Could it be from her?
He opened they letter.
Gregor.
I know you may not get this, but Nerissa says she has a feeling that you are still in New York, So it was worth a try. I know your mother wants you as far away from the Underland as she can. Gregor, I miss you dearly. I want to see you again. I know that I cannot. But Gregor, I wont be able to write to you anymore, because I've just been informed of some truly awful news. Gregor, as you know I am now officially queen of Regalia. But that does come with a price. Unfortunately a young woman cannot rule on her own here. Therefore Vikus Said I have until my thirteenth birthday to get to know my new husband. I have never mat him, but Vikus and the new counsel are selecting a few choices for me now.
I can select someone myself but, well, it does matter to me because I'll never be happy with someone else. I know it's a lot to ask.
But you have two weeks.

-Luxa

"Oh my god!" Gregor couldn't help but bursting out. How could she get married? This wasn't happening! It just couldn't. And what she had said at the end. You've got to weeks? Did that mean she was excepting him to just show up and…..and MARRY HER! Gregor grabbed the throw pillow and screamed into it! He wanted to tear it in half/ He almost did. He could feel the rager building up inside of him. Suddenly he felt a hand touch him on the shoulder. Mrs. Cormaci. "Gregor. Do you want to talk about it? Was it another prophecy? I thought there weren't any more.", She said. She sounded like she was really worried about him.
"Can you watch Boots for me? I need to go on walk."
"Gregor, you should talk to your parents before you go running back there."
"I'm not. Don't worry. I must need to think about some things. I promise I'll be back"
"Okay", she said. "I'll watch her. And don't worry, I wont tell your mother about the letter."
"Thanks" and with that he was gone.
He went back to his apartment first and got his jacket, some change, his cell phone, and a pen and pencil. He looked at the flashlight hanging on the hook next to his jacket. He wanted to go right then and there. He took it. Just in case he decided to do something drastic. He walked around aimlessly for about an hour. He new where he wanted to go. Central park. But he was worried if he went there he would defiantly try to go back. He wanted to go so bad. He couldn't fight it for one more second. He at least had to go there. He would write back to Luxa there. When he got there he knew exactly what he wanted to say

Luxa,
I got your letter. See you soon. I love you.
-Gregor.
Sure it wasn't long. And he didn't have the best handwriting. Nothing like hers. But it got what he wanted to say out. He just hoped he was making the right choice. He returned home and it was already dark.
When he walked in his mom ran up to him and hugged him like she had heard he was dead. "Gregor! Where were you!" she scolded, He avoided her gaze." I'm sorry", he said. "But I'm going to bed.. Goodnight Mom."
"Wait a minute! Where have you been?"
"I was just on a walk." He knew they didn't really believe him, but he didn't care. He just walked away. When he got in his room a million things were going through his head again. He deiced not talk to his parents about it. They would probably have him tied down if he told them was going back. He decided he would wait until they left for work. That gave him one hour before he was supposed to go to school and drop Boots off at daycare.