Taylor sat up in her bed, panting heavily.
"What a nightmare."
She reached under her bed and took out the purple box. She opened it, revealing the Smoke inside along with her drug stash.
"Are we alone?"
KNOCK-KNOCK!
Someone knocked on Taylor's door.
The Smoke quickly hid under the bed as the door opened, revealing a worried looking Junior.
"I thought I told you to stay out of here!," Taylor glared at her little brother as she closed the box.
"I just wanted to know why you don't talk to mom and dad."
"Why don't you just mind your own business?"
"I just want it to be like it was...before," Junior said as he walked into the room.
"Yeah, well it's not like it was."
Junior reached for the box in Taylor's hands, but she quickly pulled it away.
"Now get out of here!"
She grabbed Junior's wrist and looked at him menacingly.
"And if you say one word to mom and dad...!"
"Ow! You're hurting me!"
Taylor pushed Junior against the wall as he looked at her with shock and fear.
Taylor immediately regretted her decision.
"I-I didn't mean to..."
Junior ran out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Taylor felt her eyes starting to water.
The Smoke came out from under the bed.
"Pesky brat. You did the right thing, baby."
"I-I don't know," Taylor sat down on her bed, "He is my little brother. I don't know what's right anymore."
Taylor looked at her face in the mirror inside the box.
"I'm not in very good shape."
"You look beautiful. Would I ever lie to you?"
"Well..."
Suddenly, her reflection disappeared and Izzy appeared in the mirror.
"Whoa!"
"If that's me, I'm in serious trouble," Izzy frowned, "We gotta do something about this."
Izzy reached her arm out of the mirror and grabbed Taylor's shirt and pulled her in.
The Smoke tried to follow them, but Izzy closed the lid.
"Hey!"
Izzy led Taylor down a hall of fun mirrors.
"I just saw myself. Wow, I look great!," Taylor smiled.
"Uh-huh," Izzy nodded, "The thing is, we don't always see things the way they really are."
She showed Taylor one of the mirrors.
"This one for instance. What do you see?"
"Me, I see me."
"WRONG!," Izzy blew a whistle, "Flag on the play! Ten point penalty!"
She spun the mirror around, revealing a reflection of Taylor with sickly green skin and bloodshot eyes.
"Who's that?"
"Well, it's not Julie Christie. This is you!"
Taylor shook her head as she stared at the mirror in horror.
"Pretty pitiful, huh? You see, drugs aren't your pal, pal. They're your enemy! Storming the battlements, trying to take control."
"I can quit if I want to. I'm in charge of my life!"
"WRONG! Not if you're on drugs. If you don't believe me, talk to the man in charge."
Izzy led Taylor to a door at the end of the hall.
"But I'm the woman in charge! I'm in charge of my life!"
Taylor read the sign on the door.
"The Man in Charge?"
Taylor opened the door, revealing a large office with a desk and a chair. The chair spun around, revealing the Smoke.
"Hey there, baby."
The Smoke laughed wickedly while Taylor stared in horror.
"Taylor?"
Junior knocked on Taylor's door before coming in.
"I know you told me to stay out, but..."
Junior stopped when he realized the room was empty.
"Taylor?"
He noticed the purple box still on the floor and walked over to it. As he picked it up, the Smoke suddenly appeared.
"Go ahead, kid. Open the box, it won't hurt ya."
"Who are you?"
"I'm a friend of your sister's. Open the box, Junior."
Owen suddenly appeared behind Junior.
"Uh, Junior? If I were you, I wouldn't wanna listen to that guy."
The Smoke grabbed Owen and threw him.
"Oh, CRUUUUUUUD!"
He landed in the cupboard, which closed shut once he was inside.
"Owen!"
"Relax, he's only a big tub of fat," the Smoke laughed, "Besides, that guy doesn't get around much. I do. Trust me. Open the box."
Junior opened the box.
"What is all this stuff?"
"Why don't you see for yourself?"
"Somebody help me!"
Taylor was running through a strange amusement park.
"How do I get out of here?!"
Suddenly, she was running across a rollercoaster track. She stopped at the bottom of a big hill and saw a rollercoaster cart about to come down.
"You don't wanna be left out, do you?"
Taylor saw Beth riding in the cart as it came down the hill. She quickly ran away as fast as she could. She turned back and saw Beth coming up fast. Without thinking twice, she jumped off the track.
"Try it, try it!"
Taylor screamed as she fell off the track and landed on another ride with flying carts. She looked down and saw buzzsaws beneath the ride.
"Trust me."
She jumped off of the cart and held onto a giant ring that was near the ride.
The ring suddenly broke off and fell on the buzzsaw, causing Taylor to be spun around in the ring before being thrown off and flying into a giant devil's mouth.
"Listen to me, Taylor."
Taylor screamed as she fell down the throat and landed in a pool of water.
She swam to the surface where she saw Sierra and Izzy riding in a rowboat. Taylor waved to them and Izzy threw a life raft to her.
Taylor got in the life raft and suddenly felt the water moving. She held on tightly as she rode down a waterfall.
When she reached the bottom, she looked up and saw a giant lever coming down on her.
"Scared to try something new?"
Taylor was sent flying into the air again and she landed against the bell of a strength test game. She came back down and bounced on the bottom of the scale, and was sent crashing into several milk bottles.
Suddenly, she found herself trapped in a milk bottle flying through the air. She crashed into a wall and the bottle shattered on impact. She fell down into a barrel of water.
SPLASH!
She sat up in the bucket and pushed her damp hair out of her face. Suddenly she heard the sound of rushing water. She looked up and saw a column of water about fall onto her.
The water splashed onto Taylor and flooded the entire park. Taylor struggled to stay afloat as she was suddenly pulled down into a whirlpool. The water turned into a striped spiral and Taylor was sucked up into a strange hole.
The hole was actually Sierra's mouth and the spiral was a drinking straw. Sierra felt something strange in her mouth and spit Taylor out.
Taylor landed on the ground with a painful grunt. She got up and walked up to a fortune teller booth.
" 'See your future.' My future?"
Taylor walked inside and saw Blaineley dressed in a fortune teller's outfit.
"Ah yes! I can see it all! Well, some of it. Come in, come in, my fine young friend. And I'll peer into your future with my little crystal ball."
She grabbed a ball off of the shelf and placed in front of her.
Taylor sat down as Blaineley began to peer into her future.
Back in Taylor's room, Junior was still being persuaded by the Smoke.
"C'mon, Junior, you're big sister uses it."
"If I do what Taylor does, maybe she'll hang out with me again," Junior smiled.
"Sounds right to me," the Smoke smiled, "What to ya say?"
Junior began to open the box.
"This is odd," Blaineley frowned, "The picture is very dark. All I can see is- -"
"Uh, that's a bowling ball."
Blaineley's eyes widened when she realized she picked up the wrong ball.
"So it is. I guess that would explain the seven-ten split."
Taylor pushed the bowling ball aside and gave her the real crystal ball.
"There. Now can you see my future?"
"Of course I can! I've got a knack for this sort of thing, you know."
Blaineley pulled up her sleeves and waved her hands around the ball.
"Look closely, closely..."
An image began to take form in the ball.
"Your future lies..."
An image of a door appeared in the ball.
"Behind that door."
"Uh, I don't think I wanna see this," Taylor frowned as the door opened.
Taylor found herself in the same room behind the door. There was a sick green body laying on a cold table. Taylor's eyes widened once she got a closer look.
"It's-It's me! This is my future?!"
"It is if you don't get off those drugs," Blaineley frowned.
Izzy and Sierra suddenly appeared.
"You use, you lose!," Izzy yelled.
"Listen to us! We care about you, Taylor," Sierra smiled.
"The big deal is your life! If you don't cut it out," Noah appeared next to them.
"There's nothing cool about a fool on drugs," Cody shook his head.
"Just believe in yourself!," Courtney, Lindsay and Beth said in unison.
"Yeah, you're cool just the way you are. Without drugs," Beardo smiled.
"Ok, ok, you're right! I'll stop!," Taylor yelled.
"I'm getting something else," Blaineley said as an image of Junior appeared in her crystal ball.
Taylor gasped. Junior was going through her drug box.
"Junior?! What's he doing?! I've gotta stop him!"
A door appeared in front of her and she quickly opened it and ran in.
The door took her back to her bedroom, and she was just in time to stop Junior.
"NO!"
Taylor ran up to Junior and knocked the box out of his hands. It landed on the floor and its contents scattered everywhere.
She grabbed Junior's shoulders and looked him in the eye.
"Junior, don't you ever ever ever do this stuff!"
Junior pushed her arms off of him.
"But you did it!"
"I was an idiot, Junior," Taylor told him in a softer tone, "I was wrong."
The Smoke frowned.
"Then stop, please Taylor," Junior begged.
Taylor sighed, "I don't know if I can."
The smoke put his hands around Taylor.
"Face it, babe, we're gonna be together forever. Whether you like it or not."
"You don't have to quit on your own," Junior reminded her, "Talk to Mom and Dad. They can help. I'll help!"
"Listen to me, Taylor," the Smoke urged.
"I think I've listened to you long enough."
Taylor grabbed him and took him to the window.
"We are through!"
When she threw him out the window, they heard him give a warning.
"You can't get rid of me this easy!," he yelled as he landed in a garbage truck, "I'll be back! And you can bet on it!"
Taylor and Junior watched the truck drive away.
"He's right, you know," Taylor told Junior, "He will try to come back."
"Well, when he gets here, we'll be ready for him," Junior smiled confidently and looked behind him, "Right guys?"
Taylor turned around and saw a portrait hanging on the wall. Everyone was on it.
"Right!," they all agreed and they each gave a thumbs-up.
Suddenly, Taylor heard a noise coming from the cupboard. She opened it, revealing Owen who had been trapped the whole time.
"Oh fresh air! Sweet sweet air!"
Owen ran towards the portrait and jumped into it, taking his place in it as he raised his thumb up.
Taylor smiled and pulled Junior into a hug.
"Come on, let's go talk to Mom and Dad."
Taylor and Junior walked towards the bedroom door, but Taylor stayed behind and looked back at the portrait again.
She smiled.
"Thanks guys."
She turned around and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.