Monday was a pain in the ass for me. Nathan kept texting me to make sure I was going on with my part of the plan.. But right now, I feel alright with Max's hand in mine. I'm lucky as hell that I have someone on my side... Even if I'm blindly protecting her from people she doesn't know are after her. I hate and love this relationship at this point. I love it cause well, I love her. But then I hate how this is like Scott Pilgrim .VS. The World kind of bull shit where I have to fight others off for her full affection... And if anyone finds out the I used that analogy I will kill them.

Anyway, analogies and annoyances aside.. Mr. Jefferson was going on about the Daguerreian Process. When I looked over to check on Max, I realized that she was asleep on her desk. She didn't look peaceful though, but like I little kid having a nightmare. Her face was scrunched and her leg was fidgeting as she clenched at her sweatshirt. Right before I tried anything along the sorts of trying to get her up, she shot up from her desk like a rocket. She was lucky that I was the only one who noticed. She looked my way and gave me a worried look as I gave her a concerned one.

"Alright Miss Caulfield, if you have more concerned catching Z's then listening.. Can you give me an example of a photographer who perfectly captured the human condition in black and white?"

"Louis Daguerre." With that the bell rung loudly and everyone started filing out. I walked quickly over to Max and while drawing near, I noticed that she was pale and quivering a bit. "Max, what was that dream about? You look like you've seen some fucked up shit." The burnett just kept tugging at her sweatshirt. "Tori, we have to go to the wash room down the hall. Don't question me. This is for cereal. Something bad is going to happen there and I think we can stop it." She grabbed my hand tightly and started leading the way. "Miss Caulfield!" I looked over my shoulder to see that it was Mr Jefferson. "Ignore him, he'll get over it." We hurried down the hallway and into the washroom. "Max, what's going on? What's going to happen that you think we can change?" She pulled me into the back of the bathroom behind the stalls.

"Promise you'll believe me or at least won't freak out."

"Why wouldn't I believe you?"

"Because this might sound crazy."

"Just tell me already Maxine."

"Somebody's going to die."

I tipped my head to the side as someone entered with a BANG of the washroom door. I was about to yelp but Max muffled with her hand as if she knew. She let go of my hand and put a finger over her mouth. She let go and let me watch Nathan pace back and forth in front of the mirrors.

"Alright Nathan, calm down. You own this town. You can light the shit on fire if you wanted to."

God dammit the boy's loosing it.

Another loud bang came from the door and another voice came. "Alright Nathan. Let's talk money." I seen Nathan scrunch his face at that remark. "I don't owe you shit." I watched as a blue haired girl came to view. "Oh yeah? And what if I go out and tell other's about how you drugged me and took pictures? How will your Daddy save you from that one? But I'll stay quiet if you just give me five hundred buck. Hella cheep for a rich kid like you."

"STAY AWAY FROM ME BITCH!"

Nathan pulled out a gun and aimed at the blue haired punk. "Whoa man! Put down the piece dude!" Before I could do anything, Max grabbed my hand and pulled me away from the edge of the stall. "Help me move this. There's a fire alarm trigger behind it. If we can get to that, we can save the girl."

There's no way that a fire alarm could be possibly there. What is this a vide- Oh god there is one there. Never mind my comment from before. There was glass on top of the trigger that neither of us had anything to hit it with. "Fuck..." Max scrambled to the ground and found a small hammer and smashed it against the glass and pressed the button. I leaned over to the edge of the stall and seen that the two fled the scene. "Max! You did it!" I automatically wrapped my arms tight around the smaller girl. "Wait, how did you know that was going to happen?" I placed my hands onto her shoulder to look at the burnett fully. Max just grabbed my hand and tugged toward the bathroom door. "I'll tell you later. For now, we gotta get out of here."

HOW THE FUCK AM I GOING TO EXPLAIN THIS? Like for cereal, trying to explain weird abilities after falling asleep in class is difficult! Especially when you know for sure that their no one you can ask for advice on how...

But I'm going to have to tell her about this weird Rewind Power at some point anyway right? Better just tell her when we get back into the dorms. Just treat it like a band-aid Max. Get it done and over with as quick as possible.