At lunch, the gang sat at a table with the other Monster High girls. The girls were chatty, trying their best to make the gang feel welcome which was appreciated. Shaggy, however, was quietly munching on his food. He vaguely listened to the conversation the others were having. Instead, he focused his enhanced hearing on trying to find out what Christina was doing.

"It hurts," she was crying.

"Relax Christina we're almost done,"

"Hurry,"

What was she going through? Why? A few minutes later the sobs quieted

"All done,"

"Let's go to lunch"

It wasn't soon after that Cleo was pushing Christina into the lunch room. When Christina joined them Shaggy looked at her warily. She seemed fine now but it was clearly a façade. What had caused her to cry as she did?

"I bought you lunch Christina," Draculaura informed her cousin.

"Thank you, Laura," Christina said quietly.

Christina smiled but it seemed forced and everyone at the table knew it, Scooby even scooted closer to Christina because he had heard her cries as well. All conversations had died. Lunch passed slowly, uncomfortably afterward. Christina looked around at her friends and knew she was the cause. She hated causing so much trouble among her friends. She hated being in need of constant help. She was a burden to them. If her studies weren't as important as they were Christina would spend her long road of recovery at home but she would still need help.

…...

That night when she couldn't sleep Christina tried her hardest to turn over to face the window. Her legs failed to respond. The doctor had said she could and would be able to regain control as soon as the "Episodes" stopped. Christina knew that wouldn't happen anytime soon. They still happened daily prompting Dracula to argue about homeschooling her instead. She didn't want that. She wanted to take control of her life again. She NEEDED to. That's why she signed up to be the student guide, that's why she put herself out there. She was tired of just sitting around. As she laid there staring at the plastic stars Draculaura had stuck to her celling she smiled. She could do this she just had to try.

…...

Ice her body was ice and yet it was on fire. It raged through her insides wanting to break out. She couldn't move from her place on the floor of the dark classroom. Tears streamed down her face creating a puddle that gleamed mockingly in what little light she had. She was trapped, doomed to listen to the ringing laughter in her ears. The cruel, sadistic laughter of her former friend. The laughter only seemed to increase in volume causing Christina to sob desperately for help.

However, there was no help she was alone. All alone.

…...

"Christina, Christina it's just a bad dream wake up," Draculaura pleaded as her cousin continued to cry trapped in a prison she couldn't seem to escape. Christina was crying soaking her pillow while she desperately pleaded for help not realizing that Draculaura was even there.

Finally, Draculaura managed to wake her after pressing a cold cloth to her head in hopes that the sensation would jar her from sleep. Now. Christina was sobbing into Draculaura's shoulder

"It was only a dream,"

"I hate her,"

"I do too but there isn't anything we can do about it now,"

"I don't want to go back to sleep yet,"

"I'll read to you,"

"Okay,"

Draculaura was all too happy to help ease Christina's troubled mind. As someone who took creative writing seriously, Draculaura had a journal full of stories at the ready. She ran back to her room as fast as she could. When she returned to Christina's room she turned on the lamp and pulled a chair to Christina's bedside then she started to read.

"There once lived a great ruler who was strong and independent. She didn't require help from anyone. Not even, when a wicked sorceress cursed her. The fearless ruler merely spat in the face of the sorceress before galloping away on her prized steed. The sorceress stood in the dust confused as to where her full-proof plan had failed. She was so lost in thought that she failed to see a lowly hunter emerge from the woods with a magical arrow...

Draculaura stopped there to check on Christina who she was pleased to see had fallen asleep again. She stood up and returned to her room, purposely leaving the lamp on for Christina just in case. She was just as upset as her father if not more so for what Christina was going through. Why did something so unfortunate have to happen to Christina? Christina was always there for her. She helped with homework, picked out Draculaura's clothes during a fashion crisis she even went so far as to act as a personal nurse if she ever got sick. Now, however, the roles were reversed. Now she had to care for Christina and she knew Christina felt bad about it so, she tried to give her as much space as possible. She even suggested Christina should be the student guide an idea which was beneficial to both parties.

She would always be there for Christina.