"Hey! Rachel!"

Rachel turned around and saw that Garfield was trying to make the effor to catch up. Him being a soccer player it was surprising that she had to stop in the middle of the sidewalk for him to jog over. She smiled when he came next to her and they continued to walk together.

"Hi," Rachel simply greeted, moving a part of her hair behind her ears so she could see Garfield better.

"What's up?" Garfield asked. "Have you heard anything from Kori?"

"Not yet," Rachel said, "I don't even know how she's planning on getting the information because she won't even tell me. She's afraid that I'll ruin the secret somehow."

"What secret?" Garfield asked and Rachel shrugged her shoulders.

"Like I said she won't tell me, so you're out of luck. Not even talking with the others would help."

Garfield chuckled. "Nah, I rather talk to you whether you know anything or not."

Rachel huffed at the comment. "You really do like talking to me, huh?"

"I mean why not?" Garfield turned his head to look at her. "You're smart, quiet, deadly," Rachel actually smiled, "and it's obvious that you want to be alone, but for some reason I can't help, but have to be talking to you. Like it's meant to be or something."

"It's meant to be that you have to talk to me?" Rachel repeated in a question and Garfield shook his head.

"Yeah, it sounded better in my head," He laughed and Rachel did too.

"Yeah, I bet it did."

"Plus, I've been meaning to ask you something." Garfield waited until Rachel raised her eyebrows before asking. "See, in one of these weird dreams that I keep having there's something about you that keeps coming up more than Richard and Victor."

"Well, I wish I could say the same, but I only had one dream," Rachel shared without thinking.

"Wait," Garfield grabbed onto Rachel's arm to turn her around. "You had a dream and you didn't tell me?"

"I meant to but-" Rachel tried saying, but Garfield pulled her into one of the tables close by and sat her down.

"No, wait, I want to hear about this dream." He sat down in the chair and pulled it closer to the table. Garfield placed the book he was holding onto the table and folded his hands on top. "Tell me everything that happened. I can't believe you forgot to mention it to me!"

"It no big deal-" Rachel explained, but Garfield shushed her.

"For the past few months I thought I was going insane to the point where I was thinking of checking into a mental hospital," Garfield shared with Rachel how he felt. "Truth is I was close to before Richard and Victor had gotten involved. And now hearing that you had a dream too makes me feel like I'm less insane."

"Don't give up on the less insane part, because you still are with or without having the dreams," Rachel joked, but only got Garfield shaking his head.

"I really want to listen to this dream, Rachel," Garfield begged. "Please."

Rachel looked at Garfield's face before closing her eyes and sighing. "Fine. I'll tell you it. But only to make you feel like you're not crazy."

Garfield listened better than he ever did when hearing Rachel explain the dream she had. He should have stopped her in the beginning because he had that same dream a few nights ago, but it was surprising hearing Rachel talk with so much passion in her voice. This was a rare sight for anyone to see Rachel opening her mouth for more than a few seconds and for some reason Rachel really liked talking to Garfield. There was something about him that got her to just keep on going.

It was weird all because of the situation they were in only got Garfield to finally get some guts to talk to Rachel. If he knew how great she was before he probably would have felt a little less scared to go up to her and try to make small talk. This was better for at least it sparked up a conversation they could go all day about and it got Rachel to do most of the talking. All Garfield did was sit across from her and paid as much attention than he ever did.

Garfield knew he knew this girl more than himself, but for some reason he just couldn't remember anything and it killed him. Rachel may have trusted Garfield with her own life and he couldn't remember a single thing about her. Some best friend he was.

However the way Rachel kept talking and Garfield paid fully attention to her convinced him otherwise. It wasn't like he was ignoring her and thinking of other things - he was actually even getting involved in the conversation by nodding his head and commenting on things she said.

It was surprising how close he felt to her.

"Hey, I hope what I'm about to say won't sound creepy to you in any way," Garfield said when Rachel was taking a breathing break.

"Go on," Rachel moved her head closer.

"Do you, uh, wanna go back to my room and finish the conversation there?" Garfield pointed behind him to the boy's dorm and Rachel actually nodded her head in agreement even before Garfield said, "I really want to get to know you better."

Before the two knew it they were sitting on Garfield's bed sharing a bottle of wine Garfield stole from Richard's closet that his father had given him for his graduation present and shared it with Rachel. They were almost done with half the bottle and were moving their lips on and on about their lives as much as they knew.

"You thought your stepdad was the devil?" Rachel asked before taking another sip. "Well, my dad actually is the devil."

"No way! Pic' or it did happen," Garfield said and the two cracked up.

"I can't he's a demon you think I'd keep a picture of him?"

"Good point. I like to sleep at night."

Victor was on his way back to the dorm and was about to open the door to let himself in, but when he heard laughing from inside he stopped and pressed an ear against the door.

'Well, I'll be,' Victor thought to himself as he smiled. 'Blondie actually did it.'

"Hey, Vic, what are you smiling about?" Richard came up to him from the other side and asked.

"Garfield moved faster than you did," Victor said as he pointed to the door.

"What are you talking about?" Richard asked before trading places with Victor to listen closer. He also heard the laughing from the other side and was too shocked to believe it. "Is that Garfield-?"

"And Rachel," Victor nodded his head and finished.

"Oh, I am glad I was able to find you two outside of your room," Kori ran up to the two wearing a pink, one shoulder short dress with black high heels.

"Were you at the club or a party or something?" Richard asked, pointing to the outfit.

"That is not the serious matter. The serious matter is that I have received information about Dr. Aser's plans," Kori whispered the last part so no one else would hear. "And I would like to share with you in a private-" she explained as she was making her way to the door to enter, but Victor picked her up and set her away.

"No, no, no!" Victor said when dropping Kori off farther away from the door. "Garfield's in there with Rachel and they're actually having a good time."

"Garfield's with Rachel?" Kori repeated. "And she did not inform me?"

"Why does it matter?" Richard pushed Kori to the direction of the exit. "We'll just go to your room and talk there. Let's leave Rachel and Garfield alone for one night."

Rachel looked down at her cup and swirled her drink around. "You know, this was actually fun."

"What was?" Garfield asked.

Rachel smiled. "Hanging with you. Catching up."

Garfield shook his head. "We didn't catch up, Rach."

"Then what do you call this?"

"Something very simple," Garfield pointed a finger up and shook it. Rachel kept quiet to let him know she just wants an answer all ready.

"We, my dear friend, just met for the first time," Garfield answered and Rachel rolled her eyes, but still kept her smile.


Kori opened her dorm room and walked in, letting the boys walk in after her and Richard closed the door.

"Alright, explain," Richard said as Victor locked the door so no one could come in.

"Well, I had to go talk to Father at Club Begging-" Kori tried to explain, but she was already interrupted by Victor snorting.

"I'm sorry, but out of all clubs you could have gone to it had to be Begging?" Victor asked. "I mean, who is this "Father" anyways."

"As far as I know he was here longer than we all have, so if anyone knows anything it has to be him."

"Why couldn't we have gone?" Victor asked again and Richard shook his head and threw it in his hands. He just wanted to know what Father had said, not bother with all of these questions.

"Kori, can you please ignore my friend and just tell us what Father said," Richard pressed a hand to Victor's mouth, so he wouldn't ask another question.

"Father said this place was recently built," Kori answered. "It has not been here for even a full year. A couple came to buy the property, and next thing you know there are students here attending school."

"Okay, but nothing about why or how," Richard asked and Kori shook her head.

"I'm afraid Father has not paid attention or even bothered knowing why the couple decided to do this, but according to one of his spies he says that back where we live the world is filled with chaos and destruction and only we can save it."

"We? Well, looks like if this guy thinks we're supposed to be a team, then I guess we are," Victor said and Richard nodded his head.

"Then looks like it's time we get to the bottom of this and find out the truth behind this place," Richard decided.

"Yeah," Victor said at the same time Kori said, "Agreed."

"But before that," Victor said and Richard sighed. "Again, why couldn't we go to the club and dance around? You know how long it's been since I had a night to relax?"

"Victor, we have bigger things to worry about then having you dance your butt around all night," Richard threw his hands up. "Like let's get the hell out of here."

"Especially before Dr. Aser learns we know he is the evil one," Kori mentioned and the two guys nodded their head. "But now I am clueless on what to do next."

"Don't worry," Richard smirked, pulling out his cellphone, "Leave that to me now."