P.S. Sorry for any spelling and grammar errors (there's always some :P)

Chapter 3: Winter is on its Way

A few weeks had pasted and I haven't had another nightmare... hopefully. It was Wednesday the only day I ever had a lesson with Fiona. The final bell rang and we were on your way back to our room. Other teenagers were walking in all directions. Either going to the bathroom or chatting with friends they hadn't seen for an hour. The hallway was an-lined with flyers and notices about school activities. One had caught my attention. It was for a celebrating the end of summer. It was going to be held later that week. The party was extended to families of students who were going to it. It was bright and colourful with all the pinks, blues and yellows. "What's this?" I asked. Fiona stopped as well –also seeing the poster- "It's a fundraiser for Shoreline. Most students go and their families can go to. It's mostly for people who miss their family." I haven't been away for a month and I really miss my stupid brother and my loving parents. "Have you ever gone?"

"Once. It was okay. If you want to see your family go to it." It was like Fiona knew what I was thinking. It would be nice to see them. We left the poster and continued our way to our room

Fiona was on the computer while I showered, cleaned my teeth and got ready for bed. When I came out she turned it off and got up to the top bunk. I turn off the light and got into my bed. I could email Logan for pictures of the family, to blu-tac them on the bare wall next to my bed. Settling my eyes on the window outside, I pondered the thought of seeing my family again. The sky was clear so the stars shone brightly in the dark night. The moon was only half-full and casted light among the grounds and the empty campus of Shoreline. It looked different, mysterious and that fact that fog was curling and waving through the trees on the border of Shoreline wasn't helping with the mysterious look. Then I drifted off. The hollow blackness crept into my dream. It circled me and I was blinded. I was now greeted by a new nightmare or would it be the same. Instead of floating I was sinking. A falling sensation coursed through me. There was nothing that could stop the sensation. All the while the black, sicking shadow around me clawed, clung to me. It all stopped. The sensation and shadows stopped. I was un-blinded by the darkness as then I saw an older boy. He back was to me. His appearance from the back was always changing until it stopped. The hair was blond. The boy turned around and it was the face of my brother. "Logan" I cried in relief. I ran to him. It might have been a dream but it was a welcoming sight to see him. Logan held out his hands to me as I ran. I was almost there when something grabbed my right foot and started pulling me down. I screamed for Logan to help but he just stayed in the same position. I continued to scream for him. I was nearly under when he looked in my direction. His face changed and became distorted. His eyes turned glassy. Then a new face took hold. There was a jagered scar running from one of his eyes, and he held evil smile that knew I was in trouble. I closed my eyes, then was overcome in darkness. The next time I opened my eyes I was in the forest. The colours faded since I had last dreamed of it. The pool was once again occupied with the two girls and their... wings. The blonde girl had white wings that looked like the most common angel wings you see while the pixie-cut girl had gold wings that went well with her black attire. I took one, tiny step forward, remembering the last time I was here in my dream. I was closer to them then I was last time. The girls still hadn't taken noticed that I was there. It didn't seem possible but there was a strong wind that started to pull me back. It was nowhere else but where I was standing. Everything else was calm and not that moving. No one could me see or hear in this dream. The wind became stronger and dust or sand was harshly whizzing by in the wind. I had to put the arms in front of my face to block out the dust or sand from my face and eyes. The wind seemed have gone on for longer then it felt. It died down and the scene had changed once again. The ground beneath me was dark, cracked and dry. Mountains lined across the horizon. They had seemed to reach and touch the sky. Grey, black clouds covered the whole sky, with thunder and lightning melting and flashing in it. There were some small lights that didn't seem to be lightning or thunder. There were millions of them falling ever so slowly. I was too far away to see what they were but they were too bright to be stars. Fiona woke me again from my sleepy state. It was the second time she woke from a nightmare-ish dream.

It was the day I would see my family again. The day of the Summer Celebration was here. It was a weekend so there no school work. Fiona would go with me so I would know where to go. We spent the day outside doing things together, seeing the plants and playing on the grass like idiots. We settled down and Fiona started to do my hair. I wonder what she would make it look like. My eyes wondered around the place admiring the outside world. Just further from the grounds from us I saw Murphy walking by with Mr. Fisher -or Jeremy as Fiona told me one afternoon- who was his older brother. They seemed to have been in what seemed to be a long discussion about something that bothered Murphy. They both looked over at me as if I was in part of the conversation that they were having and were worried that I was going to hear it. Fiona pulled me up. I barely noticed that she had finished with my hair and now she was dragging me away. My eyes never left Murphy. He seemed sorry but yet emotionless like his brother and he too was starting back at me. Once I was far enough away they continued with their conversation. I looked in the direction of where Fiona was taking m, it was in the opisite direction the brothers and they were too far to see. She took me to the beach and let go of me. She started going down the wooden and rock stairs, then I soon followed. The fog wasn't around so there was a full view of the sand and ocean. The way the water was moving it was indicating that it was in the afternoon, close to sunset. There was a slight breeze that played with both of our hairs and sprayed small amounts of sand at our legs. We both spent time just looking at the beach and pondering in our thoughts. Eventually we both we need to go back and change for the party.

Sunset was a beautiful time to have a party. The last glow of sunlight was upon us, it was giving us enough time to make it to a small area between the gifted building and the beach. Many people were there and Fiona was pointing out the people I had already met. We walked through the crowd of people. Fiona set of in an opposite direction and left me. All I could do was to continue looking for my family. Then there was my brothers back to me. A memory of my dream came to me. I had to push it out of my thoughts or I would never really be able to look and him again in the eyes. He was talking to my parents in a good discussion. I smiled, it was funny to think my parents had to put up with Logan so called 'topics'. When I was close to them, my mother stopped listening to Logan a came over to me and hugged me. On any normal day I might have been embarrassed, but I guess it was nice to have been hugged by my mum. Logan turned around and he and dad came over. They asked my questions, which I answered.

"Who's your room mate?" Logan asked after I finished answering mum's questions.

"Fiona." I answered while I was looking around for her. It was like she heard her name she came through a small opening between people. She saw me and made her way over. "This is Fiona." I pointed to her. My mum asked her some questions and Logan moved closer to me. He spoke quickly to me "I had dream last night. It was about 2 girls..."

"Yuck. Logan. I do not want to know about those dreams." He laughed to himself. Probably he was thinking about it now. Then he turned serious again. "It had you in it and you were in trouble." Flash backs of my dreams clouded my brain over everything else. Maybe he was having the same dreams as I was. I was about to ask him when to two adults walked to us. They were a male and female. The male had silver hair that was appealing. The female was pretty like Fiona, but had darker, golden hair that was perfectly curled. They both came over and they were about to pull Fiona and talk to her, but both of them looked at my family and I. Their eyes resting on my parents then on my brother and I. Logan and I had different combines from our parent's genetics. Logan got blonde hair and deep hazel eyes. While I got thick black hair that curled at the tips ever so slightly and stormy grey eyes that changed to purple when I was feeling intense emotion. The female lingered on me the most before looking away. The man and woman nudged Fiona and took her with them. I looked to my parents. They didn't seem to know what just happened. I looked to Logan. He gave me a look that said that he had noticed it too. The way they looked at us was a look of longing and a look full of memories. At the corner of my eye I sew Murphy. He was walking into the in the forest next to the cabin. Since it was now night, the forest looked darker and forbidden. I wanted to know about what happened early today. I excused myself from my family and followed him. I didn't want to seem like a stalker so I hung back a bit before going into the forest myself. I was trying to be careful and not to make a noise but I was also trying to keep Murphy in my line of vision which was to follow that torch light. When he stopped, so did I. If he turned around he was going to see me. I was out in the open, so I did the best thing I could and hided behind a tree. Still watching him I saw him bring put the torch on the ground in front of him, and started to whistle. The tune was calming. It wasn't soft, low or loud. It was just the right noise for a quiet forest like this. Then a shadow made its way into the light. I didn't look like it came from Murphy, and there wasn't another person in the forest. Or was there? He put out his hand and grabbed the shadow. He began to pull it up to him. He then started to pull and manipulate it. I saw enough. There was no way that shadow could be manipulated like that. Shadows were on floors or walls depending on the light. "It must have been a trick of the torch light." I told myself quietly. It sounded as if I doubted it.