This is just all the fluffy stuff before the serious stuff happens. I appreciate the reviews and i would appreciate even more :)

And for those who were wondering, Murphy has an American accent, sorry if that was confusing. If you have anymore questions please ask.

The song for this chapter is: "Turn Into" by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs.

Chapter 3

Good and Bad Dreams

Mel saw me sitting with Kate and waved. I lifted my hand waved her over, but she winked at me and sat at an empty table with Chase. I really didn't know what bothered me about him so much, but I just had a bad feeling about him. I'd never felt like this about anyone before and it scared me.

I decided to ignore them; I'd talk to Mel later.

Caleb and Sara came over to our table and sat down at the chairs we pulled up for them.

"Hey man," Caleb greeted Pogue with a handshake. He pulled out a chair for Sarah to sit on, and then sat down next to her. He nodded to both me and Kate, and then turned to look adoringly at Sarah. They were adorable, and I couldn't help but be a little jealous of her. Not of Caleb exactly, but of her obviously falling in love. It was something that I had never done, and I thought I could wait for, or even live without it. I'd never been a believer in true love, or love at first sight, it all seemed fake to me. It seemed like it was an infatuation, nothing more. My parents were a prime example of that. They were so in love and now they can barely even stand to be in the same room together. The only reason why they wouldn't get a divorce was because they were strictly catholic. Looking at Sarah and Caleb and the obvious adoration, gave me hope. Maybe one day I could feel happy just to be with someone.

Someone came up behind me and put their arm around my shoulders. I looked up and saw Tyler grinning down at me and I smiled back. I couldn't help but notice how incredibly blue his eyes were. He really was a nice guy. He unwrapped his arms from around my shoulders, and took the empty seat next to me and stole a sip of the water that Pogue had brought me.

"Hey," I complained playfully. "I wasn't done with that, your going to give me cooties." He pretended to be offended.

"Me? Cooties? Never. I think I got my shot for life about two hundred times back in the second grade. I think I'm all set. You have nothing to worry about," he assured me jokingly. "Reid on the other hand, you can never be too careful." Just as Tyler mentioned Reid, he came sauntering over to the table and ironically picked up my water to take a sip. I started laughing of course, but this time I wasn't alone; Tyler was laughing right along with me.

Reid just looked at us like we were crazy, and rolled his eyes.

"I just managed to hustle two hundred bucks from some armature loser over there," Reid bragged.

"Wow, now you can go buy yourself a real girlfriend," I said sarcastically. I knew that he had a sarcastic senses of humor and I wanted to tease him to gain acceptance and show that I could hold my own. Everyone laughed except for Reid.

"I guess you think you could do better?" Reid challenged.

"Of course I can't. I was just admiring you and your skills that's all," I teased back. He was so easy to fluster and I couldn't help myself.

"If you'd excuse me, I have some ladies that are interested in this," he gestured to himself as he started to walk off.

"Be careful!" I yelled after him. "Don't pull a hammy over it!" He turned around and flipped me off in a loving way and turned to talk to a dark haired girl. Everyone at the table started laughing.

"You put him in his place," Kate said, while Pogue gave me a high five.

"No one usually dares to talk to him like that; they're usually too intimidated to say anything mean to him." Tyler informed me.

"I'm not afraid of Reid," I said, proud of myself. I was happy that I was getting along with everyone. Over all I was having more fun than I'd had in a while, but Chase kept gnawing on the back of my mind. I couldn't place what I didn't like about him, but I couldn't get the thought out of my head. I looked over to Mel and Chase's table and saw them talking with their heads very close together. She let out a burst of laughter and he took hold of her hand across the table. If it was anyone else, it would have been cute but this sudden display of affection repulsed me. I looked away to find Tyler looking at me curiously.

"Do you know that guy?" He asked me, seeing me staring not so stealthily at the other table.

"I met him last night. Does he seem a bit off to you?" I asked more blatantly than I should have. There was something about Tyler that made me want to trust him.

"No. I met him to and he seemed pretty chill. I mean he got in between Aaron and Caleb, not like Aaron would have done any damage, but still, he seemed like a decent enough guy." This made me feel bad about judging him so quickly. Maybe Tyler was right; maybe I was just overreacting.

My thoughts were interrupted by a familiar song blaring through the jukebox. It was one of my favorites.

"I love this song!" I said, turning around to look at the jukebox and the notes of Turn Into by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs filtered through the speakers. It was such a relaxing song that I instantly forgot about my best friend and the potential psycho.

"Dance with me?" I asked Tyler extending my hand.

"Sure if you want. You can't say I didn't warn you though; I'm a horrible dancer."

He took my hand and I lead him to the dance floor. I was always different hearing one of your favorite songs on the radio, through a jukebox, or in a club. It was always more exciting and I could never figure out why. I was pumped to hear the song, and even more pumped to be dancing with a hot boy, who until recently I found to be boring. Now, I realized, he was anything but.

The song ended and everyone at the table got up to get ready to leave. Tyler led me back to the table.

"School tomorrow," Kate groaned. "The summer always ends way too soon." She leaned her head on Pogue's shoulder sleepily. It was only eleven o'clock, but I was feeling drowsy. Droaning teacher and stiff backed seats was something that none of us were looking forward to.

We made our way to the parking lot and parted ways with Caleb and Sarah, who got into Caleb's Mustang. The rest of us piled into Tyler's roomy Hummer. He peeled out of the parking lot, stereo blaring.

"Oh come on!" Reid complained. "Not this shit again. We listened to this on the way up, now we need to listen to something that's not gay, Baby Boy," he picked up Tyler's iPod and scrolled through the artists until he found one he liked. He put the iPod back in its holder and waited for a new sound to fill the car.

"This isn't mine," Tyler said referring to the metal song that was now playing. "I didn't put it on here."

"Someone had to help out with your shity music selection," Reid defended.

"Seriously dude, you know I fucking hate it when you do that," Tyler retorted. They were bickering like an old married couple and it was sort of cute. When we pulled into the parking lot, they were still fighting.

"All I'm saying is just ask me before you touch my stuff," Tyler continued, calmly.

"And I'm telling you," Reid rebutted," that I was only doing you a favor." Reid's argument was weak, but Tyler was the one to drop it.

"Whatever man," he sighed.

We got out of the car and made our way back to the dorm building. Kate, Sarah and I all lived on the third floor, while all the guys lived on the forth floor. We walked up the long winding staircase of the old, slightly creepy building. When we reached the third floor, we said goodnight to the boys.

"I had a lot of fun; we should do it again sometime," I told them.

"Definitely," Tyler said and he came over to give me a quick hug. I felt my stomach do a back flip at his touch and it took me by surprise, but it was a pleasant surprise. I waved to Pogue, Reid and Kate and moved to unlock my door. I was relieved to see that Keira wasn't there yet, and went to change into a pair of shorts and a tank top for bed. The last thing I remembered thinking about was a certain boy with bright blue eyes.

My dreams that night weren't very pleasant. The blue eyed boy never showed up much to my dismay. However a different boy entered my dreams. My dreams had always been eccentric and a little random, but this dream was pretty straight forward in the worst way possible.

I was standing alone on the top of a roller coaster. I didn't know where the car was, and I didn't know how to get down. I looked around, but the place was abandoned; I was completely alone. There was a sudden rumbling and the car was coming into view. It was inching its way up the hill with the slow clicking making me nervous. Shouldn't I be happy that someone was coming to save me?

The car was half way up the hill and I could see two people in it but I couldn't see who they were. The car inched closer and closer, finally making it to the top. I could see that Mel was in the car, along with Chase. Mel looked scared and she was whimpering with tears streaming down her face. Chase smirked at me.

"Get in the car, we'll bring you down," he commanded in a pseudo friendly voice, but I didn't want to get in the car. I would rather jump off the roller coaster than go down with him. I was about to tell him so when Mel interrupted me.

"You can get in, it's alright," she said, but her eyes told me the opposite. I wasn't going to take her advice, but when I blinked I was in her place and Mel was gone. I craned my neck around to see if I could find her but I couldn't.

I could hear her screaming and goosebumps appeared on my skin at the sound but I didn't know where she was. She disappeared; it was like magic.

The car began to move again, shifting into motion. We began to descend, but as we rolled to the crest of the hill, I didn't see what I expected. I didn't see the coaster track or the bottom of the hill. What I saw was a black hole.

I began to scream. I had never been so scared in my life. We were falling and spinning out of control. This wasn't some fun ride; this was a trip into the depths of hell. I could see the flames shooting up at us and I could see the souls of people who had descended before us. I was so scared. I was going to die I was sure of it.

All I could hear was Chase laughing this sickening humorless laugh. I closed my eyes and waited for the heat to come, but it never did. Suddenly I felt like I couldn't breathe; like I was being smothered. I heard Keira's voice calling my name. What was she doing here? Could she save me?

"Murphy!" she yelled and I awoke with a start. I sat up straight and took in my surroundings. I was so relived to see Keira's face, that I almost reached out and hugged her.

"You are such a freak! You were making these weird noises so I threw a pillow at you but then you just looked like you were choking. You better get up; your alarm went off like a half an hour ago," she said all the while a sneer present on her face.

"Thanks for waking me up on time!" I was pissed. I care about school more than anything, and being late on my first day wasn't exactly the first impression I was looking to make.

I grabbed my shower caddy and nearly sprinted to the bathroom. Girls were filing out already so clearly I was late. I took the fastest shower known to man and threw on my uniform. I was lucky that my hair naturally dried in an under control manner. I was proud of myself for getting ready so fast, and Ieven had enough time to grab some coffee before class started.

My dream was almost forgotten by the time I reached the coffee bar. My mind was full of thoughts of last night and how much fun I had. I spotted Tyler sitting at a table in the corner by himself, and I decided to go over and say hi.

"Hey, mind if I sit here?" I asked, not waiting for a response before sliding into the seat across from him. I had to admit, I was harboring a little crush on him. He was hot, and he was nice to me. I had my suspicions that he was an undercover bad ass and that made me like him even more.

"Go for it," he responded smiling at me. "I'm just waiting for the guys to get here. Reid wakes up about five minutes before class so we shouldn't be expecting him any time soon, and Caleb and Pogue should be here any minute." He continued to drink his coffee and I couldn't help but notice that he put so much cream in it, that it barley had any traces of the brown coloring left. I giggled a little and he eyed me suspiciously.

"What's so funny?" He asked curiously. "I know I'm funny looking but jeeze, you could have at least pretended to think I was attractive," he joked. I laughed at his sarcasm. It was a breath of fresh air in this stuck up, stuffy school.

"Is that even coffee you're drinking?" I asked playfully. "It looks more like milk to me."

He let out a small laugh. "I hate coffee, but I guess I'm addicted to caffeine. Putting this much milk in it sort of off sets that awful taste," he informed me.

"That sucks, but I have to disagree. I love the taste of coffee, and I guess I'm addicted to," I said showing him my black coffee. He made a disgusted face and I laughed.

"Did you pick up your schedule yet?" he asked me.

"No I haven't been down to the main office yet,"

"Do you want to go get them? I haven't seen mine either."

"Don't you want to wait for everyone else?"

"No, they won't miss me." We picked up our stuff and I chucked my empty cup into the trash can and followed him out. On our way to the office, we passed Chase walking in the opposite direction. He nodded to me with this weird look on his face. I got the chills and Tyler looked over at me.

"Are you okay?" he asked, concerned.

"Yeah, it's just that Chase guy, he gives me the creeps," Tyler looked back over his shoulder at Chase and shrugged.

"He seemed pretty alright to me," he stated, and we continued to walk toward the office.

We walked through the doors and there was only a short line so we didn't even have to wait a minute to get our schedules. The plump secretary handed mine to me with a smile which I returned. I took the paper from her and let out a little groan.

"Kill me now," I said dramatically as Tyler took my overly cluttered schedule.

"It can't be that bad," he told me, but that was before he looked at my paper. "Never mind I lied. This is kind of overwhelming, what are you some kind of genius?

"Not exactly. My guidance councilor sweet talked me into all the AP's." I looked down and Tyler held the two schedules next to each other with mine on the left and his on the right.

AP English/ Honors Calculus

AP History/ AP History

AP Physics/ Honors English

AP French/ Honors Anatomy

AP Economics/ AP Economics

AP Journalism/ Honors Psychology

Gym/ Gym

"We have a few classes together. History and economics." he observed. "Oh look, we have gym last period every day, that's the best."

"Thank God being a senior counts for something so they give us the good gym period. Will you be my gym partner?" I asked him, giving him my best undercover flirty look.

"Sure, as long as you're better at volleyball than you are at foosball," he joked. I playfully smacked him in the arm. We left the office just as the bell rang and I headed off to English while Tyler went to History.

"I'll see you later," I told him. "Don't miss me too much."

"It's going to be hard, I mean when will I ever see you again," he joked. I smiled at him and walked in the opposite direction. I could feel his eyes on my back side and I smiled to myself. Eleven years of cross country and track didn't count for nothing. I pretended I didn't notice and continued walking. I didn't want to embarrass him by calling him out.

I entered the class room and took a seat near Sarah and Caleb. As I settled in I felt someone sit next to me. I turned around to see who it was and was horrified to see that it was Chase. All the thoughts of my dream came flooding back to me and I could feel my face turn sheet white.

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