A/N I realize that the chapters are short and I am sorry for that. This is my first story but I promise, the chapters will get longer!

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns twilight, not me!

Chapter 3: School

I woke up early and sat in my bed just thinking. Cynthia ran into my room.

"Alice! It is almost time for school!" She said jumping on my bed. I looked at my clock and sure enough it was 7:00. I looked at Cynthia and saw she was dressed.

"Thanks Cynthia, I'll be ready in ten minutes." I told her pushing her out of my room.

I took out a black short sleeve top and pants. I quickly put them on and then brushed my hair and teeth.

I walked to the kitchen to make breakfast. Cynthia ate her bread quickly; she understood we had to get going. When we were done with our breakfast I grabbed my backpack.

Cynthia skipped ahead of me. I walked behind her. My vision blacked out again, I knew I was near a fence. I put my hand against it. An image came to my mind then.

"Class. Today, we have a pop quiz! It will be on the Chinese." The teacher told us. The whole class groaned, including me.

"Mary Alice? Mary Alice!" My sister was yelling at me. I opened my eyes and saw grass. I looked around and realized I fell. I fell and I didn't even feel anything. I quickly got up.

"Mary Alice, are you okay?" My sister asked. She was my height, I wasn't very tall. I was 4"10.

"Yes, must still be tired." I joked. Cynthia looked at me curiously but started walking again. I quickly took out my notebook and started studying for the quiz. Cynthia looked at me again.

"What are you doing Mary Alice?" She asked slowing her step to walk next to me.

"I'm studying for a quiz." I told her. She nodded. We reached the school just as the bell rang.

"Bye Cynthia." I told her running to my class. I got in just as the teacher was about to talk. She nodded to my seat and I quickly sat down.

"Class, today we have a pop quiz! It is on the Chinese." My teacher told us. My vision was coming true, again. As she passed out the paper my friend rolled her eyes at me. I smiled at her.

"Good luck!" I mouthed.

She nodded and pointed at me meaning "You too." I looked down at the paper and grinned.

I had studied because of my vision. My gift, curse, whatever it was, helped me, it worked in my advantage.

I was the first one to finish the quiz. I handed in the paper and sat down at my desk again. I took out my notebook and sketched some clothing designs. I filled up three pages when the bell rang.

The day passed by slowly, I didn't blackout or get any visions. I waited for my sister outside of the school. She finally came out after ten minutes.

"Mary Alice, can we get ice cream?" Cynthia asked me. I looked in my pocket and saw I had 4 pennies. Yes, I have just enough for two ice creams.

"Sure, I have enough money." I told Cynthia as we walked to the nearest ice cream parlor.

"Thanks Mary Alice!" I smiled as my sister skipped ahead of me and walked into the parlor.

I followed slowly, something didn't feel right. I felt dizzy. I shrugged it off and walked into the parlor. Cynthia was looking at the different ice creams.

"Can I get chocolate?" She asked me. I nodded to her. She skipped back to the counter.

"What can I get you ma'am?" The man asked her. She smiled.

"A chocolate ice cream, please!" I walked over to the counter then.

"And you?" The gentleman asked me.

"I'll have vanilla, please." I told him. He nodded. I leaned against the counter and looked at all the customer's.

I saw a man about 25 years old in a white lab coat reading a magazine. He didn't have any food near him. He was amazingly pale, I didn't get a good look at his eyes but they seemed gold.

He looked up from the magazine and smiled at me. I nodded and turned around again. I wondered where he worked, not many people wore lab coats around here.

Maybe he was a doctor? Maybe he was a worker at the insane asylum. I winced. I had to tell my parents about these visions but what if they sent me to him? What if they sent me to an insane asylum?

"Here you go ma'am. That will be 4 cents." The worker told me. I looked up and gave him the money.

"Thank you. Have a nice day." He told us putting the money away. I nodded as Cynthia took her ice cream. I took mine.

"Thank you, Mary Alice!" Cynthia said hugging me. I smiled.

"No problem Cynthia." I told her holding open the door. She skipped out the door.

We ate our ice cream and were finished by the time we got home. I breathed before I went in.

These people are my parents; they wouldn't diagnose me as crazy. I tried to convince myself but I couldn't. Cynthia ran inside.

"Hey Mom, Can Stella come over for dinner?" She asked. Stella was 11 but she was nice to Cynthia and me. I automatically approved of her when she wasn't mean to Cynthia.

"Sure sweetie, why don't you go to her house and ask if she wants to? Mary Alice, go with her." My mother told me. I dropped my backpack and nodded.

"Come on Cynthia, let's go see Stella." Cynthia nodded and held my hand, basically pulling me. Stella lived a block away from us.

"Go on Cynthia, I'll catch up." I told Cynthia who ran ahead of me as soon as I said Go.

I laughed. My vision blacked out suddenly. There was nothing to lean on so I sat down. This vision was taking longer to come.

An idea crossed my mind, Could I draw my vision? I took my backpack off my shoulder and felt for the string.

I finally found it and pulled it open. I now knew what it was like to be blind! I felt for my notebook, there was a pen attached to it. I opened to a random page; I prayed there weren't notes on it!

The vision came then, it was me talking to my parents. I felt my hand moving, I was drawing.

"Mom, Dad, I have been having blackouts lately. It is normal for me, I never told you because I thought it was a phase. My eyes would seem to cave in and it would all go dark for three or four seconds. I had a vision yesterday. I saw Cynthia taking out chocolate ice cream, mom, you caught her and told her no dessert tomorrow and you sent her to her room.

Today, I had a vision we would have a pop quiz on the Chinese. We did. Mom, dad, I think I'm psychic." I told my parents. My father was dialing a number.

"Dad, who are you calling?" I asked cautiously. He looked at me as my mother put her arm around my shoulders.

"I am calling an insane asylum. Mary Alice, they can help you." My father talked to me like I was crazy. I felt a thump.

I opened my eyes to see I was on the grass. I fell again. I looked at my notebook, the scene was perfect. I had sketched my vision, my vision of what would happen to me. If I told my parents about my visions they would call an insane asylum! I wrapped my arms around my knees.

No. My parents wouldn't do this to me. They wouldn't! I shouted at myself through my thoughts.

"Mary Alice, go to Cynthia. Talk to your parents about it later, they would not send you to a nuthouse!" I shouted out loud to myself. I put my notebook away and ran to Stella's. I knocked on the door.

"Mary Alice! Cynthia just got here, come in!" Stella's mother, Victoria, told me. Her hair was fiery red, I had liked that. It stood out. I smiled to her. I walked in and saw Cynthia and Stella talking. Stella had beautiful blonde hair, and she was 5"7.

"Mary Alice! Hey, so it's okay that I stay at your house for dinner?" Stella asked me. I nodded.

"Yes, my mother said it was okay." I told Stella hugging her.

"Mary Alice, can we go to our house now?" Cynthia asked the question I was dreading.

If we went home I would have to tell my parents about my visions, and if I did I wouldn't see Cynthia again. I wouldn't see Stella or anyone. In the insane asylum's they keep you locked up! The only time they will let you out, is for electro shock therapy!

I rubbed my temples out of habit. They put the suction cups on your temples and electricity would pass through the suction cups into your brain.

"Mary Alice, can we go to our house now?" My sister repeated. I looked at her. I nodded. Little did I know that nod, would be my biggest mistake.