School~

All day long the only thoughts on Rose's mind were about the nightmare she had and the dog, wolf, what ever it was she saw as she walked to school. She had had nightmares in the past, but never like this. It was so real and so intense the feelings from it still lingered. She would jump at any familiar sound and look around her to see all her class mates' staring at her with smirks on their faces. Rose was used to people staring at her though. She was always the butt of some ones joke.

The day was going by so slowly it was almost painful, it never dragged out this bad on a Wednesday it's the best day of the week. No math class and art is the last subject of the day, by far the best to end the day with.

The bell rang for the class to end and the last period to begin, she started to walk down the hall toward art she looked around and had the same thought she has at the end of each class. "Mooooo, man I can't wait for this to end. I feel like I'm going to end up on some ones dinner plate." She goes back to looking at the floor as she walks, trying to not burst out loud with laughter at the thought of all the good little boy and girl cows walking to their slaughter.

Then suddenly things start to get a bit fuzzy. Tunnel vision came creeping in she looked up startled by the onset and looked around to see that the faces of her fellow cattle were fading to black everything in view started to fade into black.

She closed her eyes tight and opened them again hoping it would clear her vision. Sure enough when she opened them again she could see. That's not what surprised her though.

It was the fact that she was not in school any more she starred up in disbelief there was no longer a crowded high school hallway in her way, it was now a huge mansion the kind you expect to see back on old plantations and stuff, all Gone with the wind sort of.

She stood in front of two monstrous wooden doors. Still in shock she got the sudden urge to open the door so she went to reach for the handle and just as her finger tips brushed the bronze fixture the door swung open silently.

Still stunned she took a meek step into the open doorway holding her breath. As she stepped inside the house she looked around in awe picking her jaw up from the ground.

"Wow" she breathed as she looked around her. There was a massive room the walls where white with paintings hung every so many feet apart. She looked down at her feet and saw a compass rose on the floor. And also noted that the floor was a marvelous light pink marble.

She looked up in front of her and saw a crimson carpet that made its way up a wide stair case that fell onto a platform and branched off into two more stair cases that led off towards the left and right wing of the upper floors. There where doors lining the upper level.

She stopped when she saw the man from the woods once again, as she watched him

saunter down the steps off the left side of the house. Rose could not help but to stare he was a magnificent looking man even though he appeared to be around ten years her senior.

He watched her as he walked down the steps closing the gap between them. He had a look on his face she just could not place. It looked like infatuation and longing with a hint of sorrow. "Oh Rose" he said in a soft crooning voice. She could only watch as he approached with out stretched arms. when he reached her he encircled her in his arms in a strong loving embrace. "Rose Oh my Rose" he said as he nuzzled her hair.

Her head was swimming with his ambrosius scent . Rose held her breath for a second to clear her head, then she pushed away from the striking man so she could look at him. "How dare you!" she exclaimed. " what makes you think it's ok to kiss me? I don't know you!" He just stared at her slightly amused. "Oh I do apologies for that. I've forgotten you don't remember me."

Rose looked at him perplexed. "I don't remember you? What are you talking about?" With a devilish grin he looked down at Rose. " All in good time my love. But for now just know I will be watching you and keeping you safe." Before she could open her mouth in protest Roses head begun to swim again with his sweet scent and her vision blurred once more.

When she opened her eyes she was on the bridge heading back into the woods towards home.