I'm sooo sorry again for the late update. I was just so unhappy with the last chapter that I wanted to work hard to make this one better. Oh and if you didn't know who the girl was in the last chapter it was Izzy, I forgot mention that before. Enjoy!

Two days. Two days, that's all I have to know that at least she'll still be alive. I still care about her,even though she will never feel the same way about me. I would try to look for her, but of course I'm grounded. I'm not even allowed to go to for a day is not the only reason why I'm not allowed to go to school. I'm probably safer anywhere else but school.

The day I was gone Paula was at school. She couldn't stand being there more than half of the day. She said everyone was out of control; students and teachers in fist fights, constant fires, and graffiti on every hard surface. "Everyone seemed to just have lost it" she told me after my parents stopped yelling at me for disappearing. I told her not to worry about it, that it would all be over soon. I know that Gwen and her friends will stick up for this town, they won't leave it hanging. But how far will they go? Will one of them have to risk themselves for the entire town? It could be her, it could be Gwen. I have to do something before she endangers herself. I know she doesn't want to see me, but I have to see her one more time.

Later that night

It's almost midnight, I'm the only one still awake. It would be too easy to sneak away. The only problem is, I don't know where to sneak to.
I would only be gone for a little while, no one would have to know.

I got up slowly from my bed so the mattress wouldn't make a noise. Once I managed that, I tiptoed to my closet grabbed a jacket, some shoes, and a flashlight. I waited until I climbed down the stairs to put on my shoes and looked at all the darkness in the living room. I turned on the flashlight and pointed it toward the key hooks. I walked over and looked through the different keys frantically. When I found the keys to Paula's car I grabbed them quickly, maybe too quickly. They fell on the hardwood floor. The loud crash rung in my ears. I immediately looked at the top of the stairs for any sign of my parents. The hallway stayed dark. After a minute I sighed and took the keys off the floor. I closed the door quietly and rushed to the car.

Outside

The car started, and I was on the road. I decided to go to the school considering that' s where I first met any of the arcs.

Halfway through the drive I realized a fallen could easily find me alone on the street and at night. I shuddered, hopefully their all busy with some fallen meeting to bother with me. I pulled up to the school relieved and surprised that nothing happened to me.

Paula was right, this place is a mess. Everything seemed to be broken or turned over. I could only make out certain bright colors in the darkness, but it was tagged all over the school. The whole building gave off this depressing vibe. I took out my flashlight again and saw a fallen over fence.

I walked over cautiously and looked for any sign of a fallen, arc, teacher you name it. I walked around the eating area for awhile, startled by every sound.

When I shined my flashlight again it landed on a painting on the floor. It wasn't graffiti like everything else it was an actual painting. I was almost 100% sure that it was the exact same spot Gwen was painting when we first met. I put the flashlight straight above the picture to make out what it was. In the painting there was a tall building and on top was a figure of a girl, her hair and her dress waved as if it was flowing in the wind. Her arms were stretched out in opposite directions, as she prepared to fall.

I fell to my knees and stared at the painting for a long time, putting pieces together. I was about to get up when I felt someone touch my shoulder. I turned around eagerly, and as soon I did I only saw Paula's dark figure. Her short dyed red hair was still visible in the dark. Her green eyes, identical to mine stared at me in worry.

"You think I can't recognize the sound of my own car?" she smiled in attempt to make me feel better.

I couldn't smile back though, seeing that picture, remembering what Lashawna said, it all made sense. Wonderful sense, and when Paula stood there I snapped. It's not her, it will never be her, that's what this means. It was just my sister, who by now probably thinks I'm crazy. I thought about the feeling the school gave me when I first got here, a strange vibe. I embraced it.
I smiled back at Paula, but not the way someone would like someone else to smile at them.

"Trent?....Trent are you okay?"

I was afraid that if I spoke all the things I was thinking in that moment would flood out of my mouth. I nodded to avoid that.

"Come on, let's get out of here, before you get into more trouble" she said. She offered me her hand but got up without it.

Walking to the car

"You know Trent...I've stayed quiet for your....well rebellions, and I haven't asked you anything about them because I thought it would only make things worse, but now I now I see that there is something really bothering you. What is it? Why are you doing these things? Where do you disappear to?"

I opened my mouth cautiously to make sure nothing would happen. "You were right before we should get home" I said tonelessly.

She looked at me, looking for any kind of sign on my face to ease herself. I smiled to assure her.

"I brought dad's car. If I go home will you please follow?"

"Of course" I managed.

"Okay then, see you at home" she said looking at me again before she got into my dad's car.

I was glad to be by myself again. I got into the car slowly watching Paula watch me. She is so nervous. I can tell, like the time we went to see our Uncle Lenny and she was terrified of him, because he owned every gun you could think of. I smiled. She's nervous, and it's because of me, but I have no guns. Why is she so scared?

During the drive I kept watching her. Every once in a while she would look over at me with the same nervousness. Every time she looked I felt I should give her a reason to be so nervous.

Maybe I should go a little faster and ruin her precious car. This car. She wanted this car so badly, she didn't care if it meant moving away from everything that was happy in my life. She didn't care, this is all her fault. Maybe I don't care if this car gets absolutely ruined, like it ruined my life. Wait what?! This is Paula my older sister that was always there for me.

'Yeah she was always there until she got into high school, and could care less about you.' A strange voice in myself urged. The car accelerated, I tried vigorously to slow it down, but I heard a crash instead of the brake.....

Okay in the second last paragraph I put bold and italics to separated different sides in Trent's head. If you don't know what's going on he is being taken over by the presence of the fallen. I hoped you liked it and I'll try to write soon.