I woke up that morning feeling like hell. My head was pounding, I was sweating, my stomach hurt, my throat was sore and when my dad came in to check my temperature it was at 106°. I squeezed my eyes shut and opened them again, hoping that I wasn't actually sick on the first day of summer vacation.

It's only been a few weeks since everything went down junior year, and there hasn't been any signs of trouble. Then again, what could really happen in 21 days?

After everything that happened, I was so excited to have two and a half months off just to hang out with my best friend and my boyfriend without any crazy things going on. And then, on the very first day of our vacation, I get sick.

I push back the covers cause I was feeling hot and then immediately start to shiver. I compromise, getting out of bed and wrapping a blanket around me as I shuffled into the living room.

"Hey Dad." I croaked.

My dad spun around from his spot at the stove. "Emma! I told you to stay in bed!"

I shook my head. "I still want to eat breakfast."

"I could've brought it to you." he said sternly.

I shrugged and took a seat at the table. My dad placed a plate of eggs and toast in front of me and glass of orange juice. Then he felt my forehead and sighed.

"After breakfast, I want you to go straight to bed to rest." He told me.

"But–"

He shook his head. "Just rest for at least an hour and then if you're feeling up to it you can do whatever. Just don't leave the house."

I nodded. "Okay."

I munched down on my breakfast and then got up to go to my room.

"I'll be in my room if you need anything!" Dad called out from behind me.

I shot him a smile and found my way to my room. I collapsed on the bed and snuggled under the covers. I looked at the clock. 10 AM.

Alright, I'll sleep for an hour and then Jax can come over and...

I blinked my eyes open to see a cough drop on the pillow next to me and a glass of water and two Advil on my nightstand. I smiled internally. Thanks, Dad.

I swallowed the Advil and then popped the cough drop into my mouth, pushing back the covers. I wasn't as feverish as I was before so I just took the ice pack I had in the mini fridge and laid it across my head for a few minutes.

When it felt okay, I removed the ice pack and put it away. And thats when I saw the time. 2:27.

I had slept for over four hours! I groaned when I realized I told Jax he could come over at noon and Andi she could come over a little while after. Which means they've probably been here together for two hours, unsupervised, while I slept.

I could hear their shouts from my room and I sighed. Before going out into World War III, I went to the bathroom to shower and change so I didn't at least feel sick. After throwing on some leggings and a tank top, I pulled my hair into a ponytail and made my way out to the living room.

Their shouts grew continually louder and I could feel my head start to pound again. I stepped out of the hallway to see the two of them standing in front of the TV, a video game on pause while they argued about who-knows-what.

"Jax! Andi!" I yelled, which wasn't every loud considering my current condition but the hoarseness was enough to catch their attention.

Their gaze shifted towards me and the room fell silent. I closed my eyes and sighed.

"Thank you." I said, sinking down into the couch. "Now, would you stop yelling? You're giving me a headache. Literally." I said pointedly.

They both looked guilty as they mumbled a "sorry".

"Aren't you two supposed to be friends now anyways?" I ask.

Andi snorts. "Not when he cheats at Zombie Apocalypse 5."

"I did not!" Jax countered.

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Stop it!" I exclaimed. "You sound like a couple of six year olds. Its just a game."

Andi huffs. "Whatever."

Jax sits down on the couch next to me. "Now who's acting like a six year old?"

Andi stuck her tongue out at him. I could only laugh. What am I gonna do with these two?

Andi started a new game as I rested my head on Jax's shoulder and he wrapped an arm around me, holding his controller in front of us while he played against her.

"You feeling better?" He asked, his eyes trained on the screen.

I rolled my eyes. "I was, until I came out here and heard you two screaming at each other."

He paused the game to look at me.

"Hey!" Andi called.

"I'm sorry about that, really." He said and Andi nodded.

I sighed. "Its fine, just tone it down?"

Jax nodded, then ducked his head down so he was whispering in my ear. "Besides, you know how Andi can get."

I giggled and Andi whipped her head around to look at us. "What was that?"

He looked at her. "Just that I'm going to kick your ass in this next game."

"In your dreams." Andi retorted.

He kissed the top of my head. "We'll see about that."

I woke up the next morning feeling a whole lot better. My throat had cleared and was relieved of its hoarseness, my temperature had gone done, and my headache was completely gone. I closed my eyes and laid down in my bed with a sigh of relief.

Then my eyes sprung open. Where am I?

I looked around at my surroundings. I was in a bedroom, covered in glitter and shiny things. A bookshelf on the right and a desk on the left.

I looked back and saw a huge E hanging on the wall behind me. But nothing seemed familiar.

Whats going on? Why can't I remember anything? I thought to myself.

I shook my head. Come on, get it together...?

Get it together...oh God. My name! What's my name?

It was then that I started panicking. I was in a strange room with no memory of anything and if that wasn't enough reason to panic, I don't know what is. I tried taking deep breaths and thinking of happy thoughts.

Suddenly, out of nowhere a flash of pink and purple appeared in my hand and a giant teddy bear was sitting on the bed a second later. I stared at my hand in awe.

WHAT?

I screamed. I mean really, what else was I supposed to do?

"Emma? Emma, all you alright?" A man's voice came from faraway.

Emma? Oh, that must be me. But then who's...

The door burst open and in came a short man with thinning hair and wide eyes. "What happened? Are you okay?"

I froze. What do I do? Do I talk to the strange man? Do I tell him I have no idea what I'm doing here?

He started walking towards me, concern in his eyes. "Emma?"

I ooened my mouth to fet ready for another scream but I figured that would only worry the man further. I just wanted him out so I could figure out what was going on. I took a wild guess and assumed that this was my father.

"I'm fine...Dad." I said, trying out the word and my voice.

His eyebrows scrunched in confusion. "Are you sure? Cause I just heard you scream."

"Oh, that. That was...of excitement...cause I'm feeling better." I said, off the top of my head.

His worried face became a bright smile. "Oh, well that's great! I'm so glad that you're better."

He moved in with his arms open and I hesitantly took a step back. My father or not, I'm not hugging a random guy I just met. He looked confused for a moment but then nodded.

"Oh, I understand. You don't want to pass on anything, just in case."

"Um, yeah. Thats it." I smiled weakly.

"Alright, well I have to go to a quick meeting but I'll be back in a few hours. You sure you don't want me to stay in case you get sick again?"

"No, no, its okay." I rushed, I really needed this house to myself to think this through.

"Okay..." He looked uncertain. "Well have a god day. And Jax said that he'd stop by today too to check on you. Andi, too."

"Um, okay?" Jax? Andi? More people I don't know? I bit my lip as the man waved goodbye and shut the door.

I looked around the room again, trying to piece together anything I could find. I walked over towards the bookshelf, lightly running my fingers along the spines. So Emma likes to read fiction. Or, I like to read fiction.

I shook my head, this is confusing. A large book on the edge of the shelf got my attention. The front had fancy script on it, but when I walked towards it, it started to glow.

Yeah, no.

I moved away from the book and walked towards the mirror that hung on the wall by the door. Brown, wide eyes and pink full lips stared back at me. Dark brown curls tumbled down my shoulders, and I reached up to touch them.

In the mirror, something caught my eye. The glint of a sparkle caused me to turn to my left and see the scrapbooking table in the room. Laying right on top was an open scrapbook, the glitter glue sparkling in the sunlight.

I made my way over to the table and sat down in the chair. I looked at the supplies on the table before looking at the scrapbook itself. If anything, a scrapbook should tell me more about my life here, right?

I took a deep breath and slid it closer to me, flipping to the front page. The first page had one blown up picture. It was a girl, I mean, me, and and another girl. She was short, but had that look in her eyes that told you she was fierce. She had a purple streak in her hair and was wearing a black bikini with denim overall shorts while I had on some type of uniform. We were at the beach.

I leaned back a little. Okay, so if I'm wearing a uniform I must have job. And we're at the beach, so its a beach job. I smiled to myself, I'm making good use of this.

I flipped to the next page and it was a picture of me and the same girl, except we're in this room. I'm sitting at this very scrapbooking table and she's sitting on the bed, cutting up some magazines. I guess we must've been working on something together.

I continued throughout the rest of scrapbook, picking up clues here and there about who I was. When I was done looking at all the pictures, I closed the book and looked at the title on front, written in purple glitter glue.

Emma & Andi: Best Friends Forever

So her name was Andi. Ad she was obviously my best friend, that much I've gathered. Wait, didn't the man say that Andi was going to come over? I got up and started pacing.

If she's my best friend, then she'll be sure to help me through this. I smiled as I thought out my plan and then looked down. I should really change out of my pajamas.

I started towards the closet when pink and purple appeared in my hand again and shot out towards myself. Then, when I looked down, I was wearing shorts and a blue ruffled tank top. My eyes widened and I screamed. Again.

How does this keep happening? Why is this happening? Am I cursed or something?

All these thoughts kept running through my head when suddenly, there was a flash of blue and black and a teenage boy was standing in my room. I screamed even louder.

"Whoa, I know it usually scares you, but not that much." The boy explained with an Australian accent.

My heart was pounding erratically as I took him in, though I couldn't tell if it was because he just appeared out of nowhere into my room or because of how good looking he was.

He was wearing a graphic gray T-shirt and black jeans. He had paired it with a black leather jacket and sneakers and his jet black hair was styled perfectly. And on top of all that, he was Australian.

When I didn't speak for a while he looked at me, concerned, taking a step towards me. "Em, you okay?"

I took a step back. "Um, you are?"

Author's Note: And here it is guys! The sequel to A New Year is up and already the drama is starting. Do you think it was Jake's spell that did this? Or was it something else... Anyways, I hope you guys liked the chapter and let me know what you think! Don't forget to favorite and follow!