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Chapter 2: The last normal day of my life

I woke with a sharp gasp realizing my mother was shaking my shoulder. I looked up at her rubbing my eyes, she was saying something but I just couldn't think about anything except that dream. Why did I have that dream and was that normal? Finally I looked at my mom and realized she was holding out a cake. Right it was my birthday today and that I finally get to start driving fore I am finally 16! I suddenly forget my dream and focus on my mother's words.

"-share the cake Tai with your friends today and good luck with finals. I'll see you at diner and your father and I have a surprise for you when you get home." She kissed my head and left the cake on my desk next to my backpack then exited my room. I jump out of bed with a new spring in my step. Not for finals but for the surprise when I get home. I hope it's a new car and I think about all the possibilities while I do my normal morning routine. After I get dressed with a dark pair of jeans and a bright blue shirt over my UCLA jacket tugging on my ugg boots, I scoop up my backpack and the cake my mother made and started my 5 min walk to my high school.

I reached the castle like high school earlier than my normal time but I guess that happens when you're excited.

"Hey Tai! You're early." I turn around to see Michael sitting under the big oak tree by the entrance. Her guitar was spread across her lap covering her bright yellow shirt and red jeans.

"Yah I guess I did." We laugh as I cross the wet grass and sit next to her. "So are you ready to take the English finals today?" I hear her groan loudly as she lies her head on top of her guitar.

"Why did you have to remind me?" She gave me a death glare but I just smiled right back at her. "You know if it wasn't for your birthday today. I would make your day a living hell."

I laugh, "Well actually your 'day of hell' isn't actually hell." I point out to her, but she just ignores me.

"Hey, have you seem Prince Terry today?" She looks around the front of the school to see anyone with an invader zim backpack. (Terry is obsessed with invader zim. He even has his own bedspread.)

"No, last time I saw him was last night when we were studying. Why do you ask?" I look over to her with a knowing smirk.

"N-nothing, and shut up." She glared at me trying to hide the topic at hand. "So how does it finally feel like being 16? Huh ice princess." She raises her brow as she moves her guitar to lean against the tree and pats the cold wet grass beside her. I sit crossed legged next to her and think about what it was like. "Dang you had a fast response." Michael jokes knowingly that I was actually taking the question seriously.

All of a sudden Terry comes running up, breathing hard and his clothes looked burned and charred. His face had a couple of scratches while his jeans seemed to have some remnants of fire that slowly began to burn holes in his pants. And his once clean green collar shirt was splattered with coal and he smelled like a fireplace.

I was shocked and began to worry about his injuries. Is he okay? Do I need to call the nurse? Ambulance? His mother? I quickly got up form the tree and began to pat out the little fires on his pants and grabbed my little first aid kit.

"Damn Terry. What did you do? Clean your chimney with a fire going." As I was trying to clean the small cuts, Michael stood and helped dust Terry off.

"No I just ran into….. you know." He looked into michaels eyes with a serious expression. I saw this and stopped what I was doing.

"What do you mean you know?" I was confused. I saw the two give side glances to each other. But before I could question them again, the bell rang.

Terry quickly stood up and began to brush furiously at his still dusty clothes. "Darn! I hope wont mind my appearance. I will see you two at Lunch." With that he walked away only to yell back at us. "Oh and Happy Birthday Tai."

With that, I sighed as Michael and I picked up our bags and headed toward the dreaded English class. The topic was dropped.

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When Terry and I finally finished two of our finals, it was time for lunch. The cafeteria was loud and crowded and our designated table was right in the middle of it.

As we sat down across from Terry, he had a very annoyed attitude but that might be because of the cheerleader.

"AWW poor prince Terry is being hit on by the Popular's again." Michael was cooing as Terry which did not help his mood.

"Be nice Michael. You know Terry has his eyes on only one girl." I tried to give the clue that they like each other but they are sooooo blind.

"No way. Prince Terry finally found his princess. Yah right, the day Terry finds his true love will rue the day." What? Is this Michael saying she likes him? From the looks of it Terry was also very confused.

"Michael that makes no se…" Before he could finish his sentence, his eyes turned to someone behind me. Slowly I turned around to meet a man with white hair, very tall (most likely over 6 foot), and his pale skin seemed to be made of ice. He was wearing a black suit that was very pristine.

I was frozen as this man slowly turned his head down and our eyes locked. Suddenly I was frozen with fear because in his eyes were the coldest tortures that one can imagine. I was shaken out of the delusion from Michael clearing her throat.

"Umm excuse me." Terry was the first to actually speak.

The words broke the ice man out of his trance. He suddenly bowed. "I'm very sorry for the intrusion but I was wondering is any of you might be Taiga Wolven."

I hesitantly raise my hand.

Suddenly his eyes were back on mine and I could feel him grin.

"Excellent." HIS voice was sly and very quickly I saw three things happen at once. The creepy guy putting a syringe in my neck, my friends lunging with swords and my vision beginning to fade into the darkness. My last thoughts was that I forgot to share my birthday cake.