~2011~Las Vegas~

Chapter 1: May

I quickly sat up in my bed. There were tears sliding down my face, and a cold sweat dripping down my body. That was the 3rd night in a row that I had dreamed of the same thing. What scared me the most is that it felt so déjà vu. I knew I could no longer go back to sleep so I got up and jumped into the shower. When I got out, I dried off and put on my clothes. Uh oh, my skinny jeans are feeling a little too tight. It's time to start hitting the gym again. I had barely put my shirt on when my cell phone rang.

"Hello, who is this?" I whispered. I don't want to wake up my parents. As if they would hear through the walls and rooms that separated us but you can never be too careful. I didn't want to start out the day with my father telling me how much of a bad daughter I was.

"Hey! Hurry up May, we're going to be late for the trip!" It was my best friend, Melissa.

Today we are going to visit the history museum. We're going to learn about an ancient battle and some great warriors. Lady Akatsuki, Lady Maiesta, and Lady Melinda were some of the greatest warriors of their time. It is said that they fought many powerful demons and that they had magical powers themselves. This is the first time that I have actually been excided for a field trip.

"I'm going! Geez, let me eat breakfast, I'll be at your house in about 30 minutes." I finished getting ready and headed downstairs to the kitchen. Breakfast was being made by our chef, Lucy. I hurried our grabbed some toast with butter on it and some orange juice. I ate as quickly as I could without choking.

"My my, aren't we in a hurry" Lucy said. She was a short, kind woman with round pink cheeks. She has been more of a mother to me than my actual mother. My parents are always too busy with their business to notice that I even exist.

"You know Melissa will flip out if I'm late" I told her. I swallowed some more juice, grabbed my back pack, and headed out to the garage.

"You're forgetting something!" Lucy yelled. I looked back and she was holding my keys. What would I do without her? I ran back over to her and kissed her on the cheek.

"Thanks!" I grabbed the keys and ran out. I went over to my car, a black 2009 Maserati Gran Turismo S. The car was worth almost $200,000. I'm sure my parents bought it for me because they wanted to make up for the fact that they spend NO time with me what so ever. I both hate and love driving this car. I hate it because it makes me seem like a spoiled, rich brat that gets everything she wants. On the other hand, I love it because it goes so fast. I love speed; something about the adrenaline rush just drives me crazy. I plugged my IPod in and played one of my favorite songs, Highway to Hell. I pushed a button and the garage door opened. I saw the 20+ other cars in here. My parents just love wasting money on crap they never use. If it were up to me I would have donated it to cancer research. I saw the front gates open and I floored the gas pedal, going from 0 to 62 in 4.9 seconds. Boy, I'm glad I paid attention during those stunts- driving lesson or I would have ran somebody over. I raced through traffic and sped down streets. I enjoy the sensation of invincibility that I always get. Out of nowhere, I'm hit with a sort of vision. I'm riding on a black horse that's going faster than any horse should be able to go. I lift my arms holding on with only my legs. I trust my safety to the horse completely. I lift my arms; feel the air rushing against my face. I snap out of it. The light ahead of me is turning yellow. I push harder on the gas and speed by right before it turns red. Thank God there are no police officers around. I can't imagine the "talk" I would get if I got a ticket. I screech stop right before Melissa, who is sitting on the side walk outside of her house.

"Gee, May, you really know how to make an entrance." She says as she gets into the car.

"You know it" I wink at her. We laugh and I drive over to the museum. What I love about Vegas is that nobody thinks twice about an expensive car driving around in a modest neighborhood. I look up at the sky it looks really gray today. I sure hope it doesn't rain. I just washed the car! We talked about normal things while I drove. Mel's boyfriend is being a jerk so she broke up with him...again... I really don't understand why they even keep trying. They've been off and on for almost a year. He's cheated on her too. I would have dropped him like it's hot after I caught him the first time, but Mel is in "love". I sigh. I hate seeing the only true friend I've ever had in pain. Every other person who ever wanted to be "friends" with me was after one thing: money. Before I could tell her anything else we arrive at the museum. It's a huge yellow-ish building, nothing too extraordinary. I park the car and we walk over to the entrance. There is a group of children there. I walk over to them looking for my cousin, Sam. The moment Sam sees me she runs over and jumps up into my arms.

"May, you came!" She hugs me hard. Damn, for a little girl she's strong. "Of course, Sammy, I wouldn't have missed this. And look who I brought" I motion over to Melissa. Sam jumps out my arms and runs over to her. They hug and laugh. Everybody in my family acts as if Mel is part of the family, except for my parents that is. They can't understand why I hang out with people that are "below" me. They act as if they were never normal, as if they were always rich. I hate it so much. They just don't ever understand! I look down, my hands curling up into fists. I hate them sometimes. Oh, look my converse is untied. I bent down to tie them and have another vision. I'm bending down zipping up my black boots. I stand up and look at myself in the mirror. I am beautiful. I turn around and pick up the cape that is on the large bed. Two golden words are written on the back: Death Maiden. I blink. Damn that's been happening a lot lately. I finish tying my shoe and stand up. Hey! Where did everybody go? I see a kid turn the corner and run to catch up. I run into a redhead. Her eyes were a nice shade of green. It was as if I had met her before, but where? I get a strong sense of déjà vu. We stare at each other for a moment. She mumbles "sorry" and moves on. Huh, weird. I wonder where I might have seen her before.

I really don't remember the rules we were suppose to follow, the moment the guide said "go explore" I bolted. I ran down hallways leaving everybody behind. So much for the buddy system! I ran towards the exhibition that I wanted to see and when I got there was a sign that said "Sorry for the inconvenience but the main exhibition was Moved to Scotland". I stood there looking at the sign. I started getting pissed off; I had been so excited for the exhibit! I saw somebody out of the corner of my eye. I looked to the side and that same redhead girl was staring at me. "What is this?" I said.

"I-It w-a-a-s mo-v-ed to Scotland" she stuttered quietly.

"I came all this way to see this exhibition and it was moved to Scotland! What the hell?" I bellowed.

She stepped back. "He-r-re you c-can have this if y-you ever go to Sco-t-tland." She said handing me some tickets. I looked down and saw that they were backstage passes for the "Swords of The Maidens" exhibition. I looked back up but she was gone. I guess she ran away after handing me the tickets.

"Thanks." I called after her. I went and looked for Melissa. I found her talking to a cute boy that worked here. The boy gave her some papers; they seemed to like each other. I ran over and pushed the boy out of the way.

"Sorry! I need to borrow her for a lil while!" I told the bewildered guy. He slowly walked away, looking back every couple of steps. That's right, keep walking punk! "Hey Mel, want to go to Scotland?" I asked turning back to look at her.

"What?" She said dropping the museum papers that were in her hand.

"You know Scotland. Land of cake and whiskey" I said.

"Yeah I know but why do you want to go there?" She said picking up the papers she dropped. She gave me a death glare as she bent down. I was way too worked up to notice or even care for that matter.

"Well, because you know that exhibit that I wanted to go see? It got moved to Scotland." I said in my nicest voice possible, I felt like punching something.

"And I should go with you because…?" She said looking at the papers then looking over at the guy who was leaning against the front desk looking at us. I rolled my eyes.

"Well because you're my best friend and you're suppose go anywhere with me so that's why." I said.

"Fine fine," she said still looking at the guy, "So when are we going." I snapped my fingers right in front of her face.

"Now." I said grabbing her by the arm.

"Wait May I at least need to get my stuff ready!" Melissa said behind me. I started dragging her to the car.

"Bull, you just want to go talk to that guy" I open the car doors and we got inside.

"Drive me home so that I can get some of my things ready" She said. I knew she was pissed off. I'll make it up to her later.

"Fine, come and meet me at my place at 5:00 pm." I said as I started the car. We screeched out of the museum parking lot. I floored the gas pedal driving as fast as I could. I'm gonna need time of we're going to pull this off. I dropped Mel off at her house and drove to mine. Here comes the hard part: asking my parents for money to go to Scotland.