The day had been perfect as if it was something out of a dream. Astrid, Steven, and I had every class together and lunch. We all had so many things in common and enjoyed the same activities. For instance, Steven loved to work out and so did I.

Astrid and I love to eat sushi and watch funny movies. Everything seemed to fit. Maybe I was taking everything out of proportion due to my excitement of my first day but no other first day of school had been like this. I walked through the front door of my house grinning from ear to ear. My mother was baking some sugar cookies, my favorite.

"Christine honey you're home! I made you some of your favorite cookies. How was your day?"

She set the steaming tray down and scooped a few cookies onto a spatula and placed them on a plate. Sighing, I sat down on a bar stool and lightly picked up a cookie.

"Mom I can honestly say it was one of the best days of my life." Ok maybe I was being a little extreme and maybe I wasn't. She eyed me, raising an eyebrow and wiped her hands on a towel.

"Really? Well that is great to hear honey. Tell me about it."

I went into detail of the school and my classes and then told her about Astrid and Steven. She nodded and listened to me intently. When I was finished, she smiled and hugged me.

"This is so great honey; I really hoped this would happen."

She knew about all my other miserable experiences with high school and how I had to be transferred because at my last high school the bullying got so bad. Back then, all I wanted to do was climb into a hole and never come out but now I felt as if I could be someone or show who I am to people who actually cared. I hopped from the stool and grabbed my bag and did my homework. I didn't come out until dinner. Who knew that there would be so much homework on the first day? I soon crawled into bed and fell asleep.

My dreams twisted and turned into strange events I could not understand. Steven had a worried look on his face.

"They must not know."

He kept saying that over and over and I didn't know why. My heart raced as the darkness consumed the both of us.

"Steven, please tell me why we are here. What is going on?"

My voice held panic and I could hear a train whistling on by. I soon realized we were underground, at a subway station. Steven took my hand and we boarded the arriving train. Something odd hit me; Steven wasn't saying the words through his mouth but rather echoing them through his mind and I was somehow intercepting it. I soon grew fearful and he gripped my hand tighter.

"Do you trust me Christine?"

Steven pulled my body closer to his and I could feel his heart pounding against mine. I nodded and he ordered for me to close my eyes. As I did, I felt as if an invisible wall was crushing me. I couldn't breathe and I couldn't scream. Everything was moving so fast and just before I would die due to the lack of oxygen it all stopped. I took of gulp of air, testing to see if I was still alive. I could still feel Steven's hand gripping mine and it was all sweaty.

Looking around I realized we were not on the train but in some dark fortress. There were no windows and the only light the hit us was the light of a dusty hanging lamp.

"We are here."

Steven's echoed voice broke through. Glancing around, I nodded and looked at him confused.

"Steven please, tell me what is going on!"

I was getting so frustrated but he kept his mouth closed. He only stared at me with the same worried look.

"You will know soon enough. Be safe Christine and don't let anyone know."

The walls seemed to be shaking and the echoing soon got worse and a beeping sound rang through the room. I felt my body being pulled away from him and I screamed, wanting to stay.

"No! Steven, please!"

The same crushing feeling took hold of my body once more and I started swirling, hearing something familiar as if an alarm. Just as I was about to lose consciousness due to the lack of air, I flung my eyes open and fell out of bed. My breath was ragged and my body shook. I pounded the screaming alarm and sat in bed trembling. What had happened? The dream was so vivid and I could still hear my screams. My mind was numb with questions and shock. Trying to shake it off, I climbed out of bed and got ready for school.