It would remain that way for the rest of the month. Donna wouldn't even acknowledge any of her old friends. She avoided everyone she used to know.

Laura had taken Donna under her wing. She began to hang with her, Fauna, and Eliza all the time. She could feel eyes on her as she strolled through the halls with them. She had become popular with the older class man. She would be greeted with smiles from boys she never would dare to speak to before. Girls seemed to be jealous of her, and Donna didn't know why.

After a while, Laura taught Donna how to control her magic. It wasn't an easy process, but it became quite easy after a few weeks.

"Okay," Laura said at their first lesson,"The first thing you need to control is your emotions. Think of something that you are passionate about, maybe even a something that makes you angry." Donna was confused, but she tried it. She just thought about Ally.

"I got it," Donna nodded her head.

"Now, put your focus on that water bottle,"Laura pointed to the purple one she had set up,"Think about it coming towards you." Donna closed her eyes and held out her hand. She thought about the water bottle. Ally and Brandon. The grave. The mirror shards. Her mother. Ryder. Matt.

Suddenly, her eyes opened when the water bottle came flying to her hand. At first she was afraid of how fast it was moving, but clutched it in her outstretched hand. Her eyes widened as she realized she was the one that summoned it. She looked at Laura's expression, she was amazed. "You have very strong powers." Laura said after a few moments of silence. "I've never seen anything like it before."

They continued training. Donna learned to stop using her emotions for source of power. Soon enough, Donna began to even teach Laura some tricks of her own. She became more powerful than ever before. It was hard to think back to her first weeks at Ever After High. She was so naive and young. She felt as if her new powers made her a whole new and better person

Although her magic did come with consequences. Donna didn't experience the awful shaking and crying right after, but a night. At least once a week. Donna wouldn't get a good night's sleep. She would sit in the closet, where it was most dark, and deal with the punishment. The first few times, she woke up screaming, so Laura would accompany her. Then Donna learned to control this to.

Some nights, she would be able to walk around. Donna would walk around the empty halls. Her brain felt as if it was in a different mode. Dark and deep thoughts came to mind during these late night hours. It wonders how it can hurt others. Make them feel the pain everyone put Donna through. She would try to brush these thoughts off, but they always returned.

Tonight was one of those nights. Donna walked silently out of her dorm room. When she heard the door make a tiny click, she looked out into the hall. The pale moonlight shined through the window at the end of the hall. Slowly, Donna walked along the corridor. She wondered where she would visit tonight. She's gone to the old dorms, the towers, and hidden balconies. She wanted to try something new.

A whisper flew past Donna's right ear. She turned to the sound, but nothing was there to claim it. The whisper went past her ear again, but this time, she could hear it travel down the hall. She followed it. It lead her down the stairs. When she was down in the freshman form hall, she could see the whisper breath in the light. Without a second thought, Donna chased it.

When she got to the ghostly breath, it zoomed through the nearest door. Donna turned towards the door. This was the dorm of Ally, Catherine, and Cassidy. She took a step back. She couldn't invade their room. Although, she did used to live here. What if one of them wake up? There was no way to explain it. Donna turned when a sharp pain hit her stomach.

She gasped as she wrapped her arms around her stomach. Suddenly, the whisper circled her head. This time, she could understand what it was saying. "Say your goodbyes while you can." The voice had sounded like her own, but different, more deep. It felt as if a force went through her. Her stomach pain subsided as she turned back to the door.

Donna laid her hand on the knob, hoping that it still worked as a key. As the door swung open silently, fear grew inside Donna. She looked at the room of the three sleeping girls. The moon's light made Donna see that the room looked exactly the same. She could see the whisper breath suddenly divide, and then each sink into the girl's chest. Donna felt like this was to keep them asleep.

She shut the door and looked to see if anyone had stirred, but not one girl moved. When it was clear, Donna walked to Cassidy's bed. She sat on the bed corner. She looked at the sleeping girl. She felt like a creeper, but she had wanted to know what they were doing without Donna. She picked up the duffel bag on the floor and set it on her lap. Inside, there was gear for bookball. She looked at the jersey she would be wearing at next week's game. Purple and spotless.

Donna set down the bag and looked at her nightstand. Cassidy's phone had suddenly lit up. She stood up and looked down at it. A picture of her at the rest of the bookball team was set as the background. The notification was old. The text was sent hours ago by Hyde saying his goodnight. At this, Donna grinned a little. She was wondering when the two would make it official.

She moved on to Catherine. On her nightstand, a photo of her and Ryder at the dance was framed. This gave a pain in Donna's chest. She missed Ryder, but she knew that she couldn't trust him any longer. He had betrayed her trust. With a quick glance at the sleeping girl, Donna moved onto the person she had been dreading to look at.

Ally lay on her side, sound asleep. Anger built up in Donna as she rounded the bed and to see the face of the girl. Using her vanity chair, Donna sat down and just stared at the girl. Memories of them together through the years resurfaced in Donna's mind. They used to spend all of their time together. Anger continued to build. She thought about how dumb it was to ever trust the girl. She was always more popular than Donna, but she strung her along.

Donna suddenly stood, shaking out the memories. A weird noise came from under her foot. She looked down and picked up a piece of paper. She flipped it over to see it had Ally's run for class president written on it. It was all done up in pretty red lettering with a picture of Ally. She looked at her desk to see that there was over 100 more copies of it laying there. Donna had forgotten that Ally was going to run. She folded up the piece of paper and stuck it into her pocket.

She then put the vanity chair back. Her eyes glanced at Ally once more. This time, something on her nightstand caught her eye. She walked over and turned the frame around. She had expected a picture of Ally and Brandon, but instead, it was Ally and herself. Donna's heart skipped a beat. It was taken a few months ago. They had just gotten done with their Ever After Middle school. They had their arms around each other, showing off bracelets that were identical.

Donna looked at the picture, then at her wrist. The purple and blue beads were displayed on the silver chain. Ally had bought it for her for Donna's sweet 16 a month before summer started. Ally was wearing the same one, except her chain was gold. It was now placed on the nightstand. Donna felt the cool metal of her burning on her wrist. She felt she needed to destroy it, but something inside told her to keep it in one piece.

She set the frame down. Then she took off the bracelet and set it next to the other one. She looked at Ally one last time before stepping back out into the hall. As she slowly closed the door behind her, a force pushed it shut. Donna leaned against the wood. A part of her wanted to sink to the floor, but then the breath reappeared and Donna knew her night of wander wasn't over.

The girl followed the whisper at a walking pace all the way up the stairs. She was hoping it would lead back to her dorm, where she could escape into sleep where nothing disturbed her. She almost missed those nights of black out sleep. She hadn't gotten a night like that in almost a month. She was lead into the boys dorms. For a moment, she thought she would be seeing her brother tonight, but this was the second floor.

When she was stopped at the door, fear grew in Donna. She didn't want to enter this room for any reason, but the whisper thought differently. The breath disappeared through the door, and then it swung open. She spotted the breath for only a moment as it sunk into Matt's chest. Donna took a breath before a force pushed her into the room and shut the door.

She looked at the sleeping Matt. Her chest began to ache. He was the only one she wanted to stay with her. At least the others had done something for Donna to hate them for, but Donna was the one to break Matt's trust. She stepped over to his desk. A pile of landscape drawings lay aside a drawing of a girl. It was of Molly, but it didn't seemed finished. This reminded her the beautiful and lifelike drawing he had done of Donna.

She turned to see the usual landscape drawings hung on the wall. She gasped a little when she saw the pictures have been replaced. Her eyes widen as she took many steps forward to get a better look. They were all drawings of her. She was doing different actions in each, but they were all connected with some color of string. Se and Matt at the gravestone, her sleeping at the gravestone with Laura waking her, Donna at the dance and the fire, and many other memories of the past month.

Why would Matt have drawn all these pictures of her? Was he trying to figure something out? But he had already known everything. Donna had opened up her full story to him. There wasn't any writing on the pictures. Of course. He couldn't write things down as easily as drawing them. It made sense, but why?

Donna turned back to the sleeping boy. She slowly walked back and got down on her knees. Seeing eye to eye with him, Donna grinned. She missed looking at him with receiving a glare back. Her grin turned into a smile when she saw the white plush rabbit in his arms. He had meant so much to her. The feeling was indescribable. He was more than friend, but not a best friend, more than that. He cared about her in some special way she had never experienced before. Maybe it was love? Donna didn't know what it was. She began to think about the pictures. Matt was still trying to help Donna after all of this. Usually, Donna wouldn't want this help, but maybe he was right.

After a few minutes of debate, Donna decided that she was going to apologize to Matt tomorrow. Even if she didn't express her feelings to him, she could get him back as friend like they used to be. Maybe she could get her other friends back too. She thought of the picture that still sat on Ally's beside table. They hadn't given up on her. Maybe she shouldn't either. Laura and her friends were nice, but they couldn't beat what she had with her old group. They actually had fun. She stood up and decided to get some rest before her big day tomorrow. When she glance back at the sleeping boy, she grinned.

When Donna shut the door, a new sense of pride was in her. When she turned around, a glowing orb levitated right in front of her eyes. A chill ran up her spine. She was confused for a moment. It wasn't anything like the whisper of the breath. She could hear distant voices, clangs of keys, and applause. A few voices seemed familiar, but she couldn't place them with a person. She could see some faces in the sea of blue dust inside the orb. It twirled around Donna. The girl spun with it. Then it suddenly zoomed down the hall. Donna looked to see a single floating book was waiting for her. Behind it, broken mirror shards creating a wall.