Author Note: The song is Creepy by Radiohead. PLEASE REVIEW!
~CWA
(P.S. If you have any suggestions let me know)

Chapter 1- A Day In The Life:

Data/Jade:
I laid down on my stomach with the book in front of me as the door to my dorm opened. I didn't have to look up to know that it was Allison- my dorm mate and best friend.
"You read too much for it to be healthy," she pointed out.

I rolled my eyes. Allison wasn't much for books- she would rather watch the movie (if she could sit through it that is). Still, while we were very different, she was my best friend.

"You can never read too much," I stuck out my tongue like the mature-nineteen-year-old I was, "Besides…it's about Atlantis," I said excitedly. Allison didn't share my excitement.

"Gosh, you just love weird stuff, don't you?"
"No," I pouted, "I just love learning about things. I mean, seriously, think about it! So many different theories, puzzles, and mysteries!"
"-and you want to solve them all," she finished with a smile, "yeah, I know."

She looked in the mirror- fixing her blonde hair and wiping away the stray eyeliner around her blue eyes. Honestly, I wasn't sure why she wore so much makeup. She was already pretty- pretty than me that's for sure. She was a bit on the curvy side, but still very pretty. I was sure that her clear skin, blonde hair, and blue eyes had a lot to do with it too. I, on the other hand, wasn't really considered attractive. I was a twig with average size lumps that were called boobs. My skin was pretty pale and I had a few freckles. My red hair was really curly and very messy a lot- hence why I almost always had it in a ponytail. My eyes were just an average shade of green. I wasn't anything too spectacular unlike Allison.

"Oh, I got it," she declared after she finished changing into pajamas, "How about tomorrow night we go clubbing!"
"You have to be twenty-one," I said as I flipped the page in my book, "And no."
"Movie theaters," she suggested.
"What movie?"
"The Conjuring?"

"…" I looked at her, "…."
"Okay, no scary movies," she finally gave in, "Then what should we do?"

I finally closed my book and looked at her,
"Why not tomorrow night, you go on a date with your boyfriend and I stay here and read?"
"But then you're all alone," she whined, "I can't leave you alone!"
"Yes you can," I pointed out, "'sides I have a report I need to work on."
She pouted,
"Fine."

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Allison did do what I suggested. She had left all dressed up and ready for the club- with her boyfriend of course- while I was left in the dorm room with my books and the computer. I didn't mind though. I wasn't too social even though Allison always told me to live like I would die tomorrow. So here I was watching Danny Phantom on the television instead of doing my essay. Just kidding. I got my essay done.

I thought Danny Phantom was a pretty cool kids show and frankly- I always loved it. Though I can't help but wonder about my theories on dimensions. Like what if Danny Phantom really did exist in another dimension, along with The Ghost Zone. It was just another mystery that one day I hoped to solve.

I turned off the TV and decided to just play music as I read my books. Man this is kind of depressing. I'm nineteen years old, watched Danny Phantom, sitting here in funny pajamas (by funny I mean my shirt had two cartoon pills on it, one was cursing and the other one was smiling saying 'dude, take a chill pill) while my best friend is at the club like a normal college student…then again who said I'm normal?

"I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo,
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here…"

I found myself singing softly along with the music as I read. Then I stopped reading and just sang along with the music because reading and singing are two things you cannot do at the same time. I looked at the medicine on my desk. I really should take those…I bit my lip. Allison always questioned my medicine bottles but I never told her that they were for depression. I never took them anyway. They made me colder than I already am. I decided against taking my medicine.

I heard four knocks faint knocks on the door and then one loud knock. I smiled faintly, knowing just who it was on the other side of the door. At least he remembered the secret knock. I opened the door and sure enough- Kevin was there.

Kevin was someone I trusted- a lot. He was my other best friend. He had black hair that was spiked up and bright green eyes. He was pretty handsome- even Allison agreed. He smiled,
"Jade," he greeted, "Where's Allison?"
"At the club."
"Why aren't you with her?"
"Her boyfriend's there," I pointed out so he didn't think she was there alone, "and I'm busy."
"With what," he scoffed, "Knowing you- you don't have any work for the classes to do."
"True," I admitted, "but that doesn't mean I'm not busy. I'm reading and working on my theories."
"That's a surprise," he rolled his eyes, "you're so obsessed with knowledge!"
"So," I said defensively, "there's nothing wrong with wanting to know things!"
"It is when you want to know everything," he said and I could tell his anger was rising, "you are always working on trying to know everything that you forget to have fun! You need to loosen up!"
"I am perfectly loose," I snapped back, "and I do have fun!"
"Not with other people," he shouted, "You know what, I was here to invite you to the party, but just forget it!"
He stomped off. I sighed in frustration. He's so…impossible! Kevin and I usually fought when Allison wasn't around. He had a very short temper and without Allison- our conversations turned to fights that ended with me crying. I wiped at my eyes, dang it, why is it so easy to make me cry! A small voice in the back of my mind whispered back an answer, because you're weak and useless and no one cares about you.