Disclaimer: I own nothing IaHB related. If I did, I would make sure the show did not get cancelled in the U.S. Everyone cross your fingers for a miracle.
Note: Anyway, I recommend that you listen to Sarah McLaughlin's "Possession" while reading this. But, try to listen to a live version of it (for example, off the Mirrorball CD). That's the one I listened to incessantly while writing this little fic. I do not own any lyrics to "Possession". They are all owned by Sarah M., who is an absolute Goddess.
Last but not least, please don't forget to review.
Here we go:
You speak to me in riddles
And you speak to me in rhymes
In the dark of night, Caitie Roth dreamed.
She walked down the hallway of school to her locker. How many times had she walked down that same hall before? A million, two million? Too many times to count. It was the same hallway that it had always been, and yet, it was different.
No other students jostled about in the hallway. No other students were rushing to their lockers or their next class. No one was around to call out to their friends or slam their lockers shut loudly. No one was in the hallway except Caitie.
It was so quiet. Her footsteps echoed across the empty hall, the sound bouncing off the solemn looking lockers. Caitie marveled at the lack of sound, realizing that she had never heard this particular hall be so quiet before. Usually, it was bursting with activity between classes. The quiet unnerved her greatly. She had always liked the noise from her fellow students. It had always comforted her. But, now it was as if other students did not exist.
It was dark. Caitie wondered why Carlson hadn't called the repairman about the lighting in the hall. Not keeping up with his duties, she thought. She could barely see where she was going it was so dark. Every once in a while a bulb would flicker on and off, on and off. It was as if the bulb was fighting for its life instead of simply accepting the fact that it would die. The light from the bulb never stayed on long. Shadows danced thickly along the walls and for just a second, Caitie shivered. Those shadows could swallow someone whole, she thought and then quickened her pace.
Class would be starting soon, she knew. But what class? Caitie's brow furrowed as she tried to think of what class she had just left and where she was going. Nothing. She had no idea. She wasn't carrying any books with her that might give her a clue, either. What is wrong with me, she thought, laughing. This was so unlike her. She had never forgotten such a thing before.
And why does the hallway seem so long, she questioned in her mind. Caitie stopped walking and stared down the corridor. It shouldn't be this long. The hallway seemed to go on and on, stretching into the shadows. So far into the shadows, that Caitie could not even see the double doors that marked the end of the hallway and led to the parking lot. At least, they usually did. But, that was when the corridor was not this long.
Caitie shivered again. The tiny hairs on the back of her neck rose up. Something was not right. Why hadn't the bell rung for class? Where were all the students? What was she doing there?
If I reach my locker, everything will be fine, she thought, trying to calm her nerves. I can get my bag and the keys to my mother's car and get out of here.
She started walking again. Step after step echoed through the hallway. It sounded so eerie to Caitie and she wished that she were not walking alone. What she wouldn't have given for some company about then.
Caitie looked at the classroom door as she passed it. English, it read proudly. Didn't I already pass that door before, she thought confused. But, it really didn't matter. Her locker was just a few more steps down the hall.
Caitie squinted her eyes and peered down the hall as she walked. She could just see through some of the darkness down the hall if she really focused enough. A bulb down the hall was flickering nervously. It seemed to be right over top of where her locker was supposed to be.
She walked closer, watching as the bulb flickered off. All Caitie could hear in the darkness was her own boots hitting the floor as she walked. Then the light came back on again, and her eyes widened.
Who is that standing in front of my locker, she wondered. She saw mainly his shadow, but he looked vaguely familiar. His face was turned away from her and he was leaning against her locker as if he had been waiting for her this whole time. But, he hadn't been there just seconds before the light had gone out, had he? She didn't remember seeing him there.
She kept walking, not afraid. Whoever it was in front of her locker would have a lot of explaining to do.
He turned as she came closer and a smile crept up on her lips. Jamie, her mind registered and she relaxed as she came to a stop next to him. Relief flooded through her.
He simply stood staring down at her, not moving at all.
"Um, Jamie, could you move a bit?" She asked him. "I have to get to my locker."
He stared at her, a smile forming slowly on his mouth.
"Okay, look," Caitie started, not really in the mood to play games. What was going on around here, anyway, she wondered. "I am having a really weird time right now and you are not helping. So, if you could scooch over just a bit, please?"
As if he had all the time in the world, Jamie ever so slowly stood from leaning on the lockers and took one step away from Caitie. He then casually leaned against the locker next to hers. He turned to face her, a pensive look on his face.
"Thank you," she said and fiddled with the lock on her locker.
"You know, I have the weirdest feeling," she started as she rummaged through her locker. She laughed to ease her nervousness. Why was he staring at her like that? "Like something isn't right, you know? And the hallway. When has it seemed so long before?"
She was babbling now, she knew this. But, it was helping to take her mind off the fact that Jamie was staring at her intently. He hadn't taken his eyes off of her since he had moved from in front of her locker. What was his deal?
"Caitie," he whispered suddenly.
The sound of his voice was so unexpected to Caitie that she jumped and dropped the book she was holding. It clattered to the floor nosily. But, she didn't bend to retrieve it. No, she made the mistake of looking into Jamie's eyes just then. His eyes danced with such mystery that Caitie almost gasped. She had never seen his eyes look like that before and she found that no matter how hard she tried she could not look away.
"Into this night I wander.......It's morning that I dread.............Another day of knowing of the path I fear to tread," he whispered, leaning closer to her.
Her lips parted in surprise at what he had said. Where did that come from, she thought. And then she leaned forward too.
My body aches to breathe your breath
Your words keep me alive
Caitie felt their lips meet and her eyebrows shot up into her hairline. She had never expected to kiss Jamie, not like this. Sure, she had thought about it before, but she had never gotten up the courage to even suggest them going out on a date first. They were friends and Caitie had always convinced herself that that was enough for her. But, was it?
Jamie came closer, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling him to her. She hooked her hands behind his neck, running her hands through his short spikes. Never before had she realized how incredibly beautiful he was. Never before had she felt the burst of pure fire in her chest. It took her a few seconds to realize that it was her heart beating way too fast.
Jamie kicked Caitie's locker shut and then locked his arms around her tighter as he pushed her towards the locker. She leaned up against the now closed locker, thankful that she had some support behind her. Now, when Jamie let go of her she would not fall to the floor from having legs like Jello.
But, he did not let go of her. She thought he would have at that point. But he seemed content kissing her, as if he could do it all day long. Fine by me, Caitie thought and she touched Jamie's cheek lightly.
And I will be the one to hold you down
Kiss you so hard, I'll take your breath away.
Caitie woke up suddenly, her eyes wide and alert. She was out of breath as if she had just run a marathon. She looked around wildly into the darkness of her room. Where was everything? Where were Jamie and her locker? The hallway? They had just ...........
She sighed and quietly laughed as she realized the whole thing had been a dream. She waited a minute for her heart to stop breathing so rapidly. That was so weird, she thought as she turned over on her side and closed her eyes. It felt so real...........
Okay, hoped you liked it. Please don't forget to review. Thanks lots, everyone.
Note: Anyway, I recommend that you listen to Sarah McLaughlin's "Possession" while reading this. But, try to listen to a live version of it (for example, off the Mirrorball CD). That's the one I listened to incessantly while writing this little fic. I do not own any lyrics to "Possession". They are all owned by Sarah M., who is an absolute Goddess.
Last but not least, please don't forget to review.
Here we go:
You speak to me in riddles
And you speak to me in rhymes
In the dark of night, Caitie Roth dreamed.
She walked down the hallway of school to her locker. How many times had she walked down that same hall before? A million, two million? Too many times to count. It was the same hallway that it had always been, and yet, it was different.
No other students jostled about in the hallway. No other students were rushing to their lockers or their next class. No one was around to call out to their friends or slam their lockers shut loudly. No one was in the hallway except Caitie.
It was so quiet. Her footsteps echoed across the empty hall, the sound bouncing off the solemn looking lockers. Caitie marveled at the lack of sound, realizing that she had never heard this particular hall be so quiet before. Usually, it was bursting with activity between classes. The quiet unnerved her greatly. She had always liked the noise from her fellow students. It had always comforted her. But, now it was as if other students did not exist.
It was dark. Caitie wondered why Carlson hadn't called the repairman about the lighting in the hall. Not keeping up with his duties, she thought. She could barely see where she was going it was so dark. Every once in a while a bulb would flicker on and off, on and off. It was as if the bulb was fighting for its life instead of simply accepting the fact that it would die. The light from the bulb never stayed on long. Shadows danced thickly along the walls and for just a second, Caitie shivered. Those shadows could swallow someone whole, she thought and then quickened her pace.
Class would be starting soon, she knew. But what class? Caitie's brow furrowed as she tried to think of what class she had just left and where she was going. Nothing. She had no idea. She wasn't carrying any books with her that might give her a clue, either. What is wrong with me, she thought, laughing. This was so unlike her. She had never forgotten such a thing before.
And why does the hallway seem so long, she questioned in her mind. Caitie stopped walking and stared down the corridor. It shouldn't be this long. The hallway seemed to go on and on, stretching into the shadows. So far into the shadows, that Caitie could not even see the double doors that marked the end of the hallway and led to the parking lot. At least, they usually did. But, that was when the corridor was not this long.
Caitie shivered again. The tiny hairs on the back of her neck rose up. Something was not right. Why hadn't the bell rung for class? Where were all the students? What was she doing there?
If I reach my locker, everything will be fine, she thought, trying to calm her nerves. I can get my bag and the keys to my mother's car and get out of here.
She started walking again. Step after step echoed through the hallway. It sounded so eerie to Caitie and she wished that she were not walking alone. What she wouldn't have given for some company about then.
Caitie looked at the classroom door as she passed it. English, it read proudly. Didn't I already pass that door before, she thought confused. But, it really didn't matter. Her locker was just a few more steps down the hall.
Caitie squinted her eyes and peered down the hall as she walked. She could just see through some of the darkness down the hall if she really focused enough. A bulb down the hall was flickering nervously. It seemed to be right over top of where her locker was supposed to be.
She walked closer, watching as the bulb flickered off. All Caitie could hear in the darkness was her own boots hitting the floor as she walked. Then the light came back on again, and her eyes widened.
Who is that standing in front of my locker, she wondered. She saw mainly his shadow, but he looked vaguely familiar. His face was turned away from her and he was leaning against her locker as if he had been waiting for her this whole time. But, he hadn't been there just seconds before the light had gone out, had he? She didn't remember seeing him there.
She kept walking, not afraid. Whoever it was in front of her locker would have a lot of explaining to do.
He turned as she came closer and a smile crept up on her lips. Jamie, her mind registered and she relaxed as she came to a stop next to him. Relief flooded through her.
He simply stood staring down at her, not moving at all.
"Um, Jamie, could you move a bit?" She asked him. "I have to get to my locker."
He stared at her, a smile forming slowly on his mouth.
"Okay, look," Caitie started, not really in the mood to play games. What was going on around here, anyway, she wondered. "I am having a really weird time right now and you are not helping. So, if you could scooch over just a bit, please?"
As if he had all the time in the world, Jamie ever so slowly stood from leaning on the lockers and took one step away from Caitie. He then casually leaned against the locker next to hers. He turned to face her, a pensive look on his face.
"Thank you," she said and fiddled with the lock on her locker.
"You know, I have the weirdest feeling," she started as she rummaged through her locker. She laughed to ease her nervousness. Why was he staring at her like that? "Like something isn't right, you know? And the hallway. When has it seemed so long before?"
She was babbling now, she knew this. But, it was helping to take her mind off the fact that Jamie was staring at her intently. He hadn't taken his eyes off of her since he had moved from in front of her locker. What was his deal?
"Caitie," he whispered suddenly.
The sound of his voice was so unexpected to Caitie that she jumped and dropped the book she was holding. It clattered to the floor nosily. But, she didn't bend to retrieve it. No, she made the mistake of looking into Jamie's eyes just then. His eyes danced with such mystery that Caitie almost gasped. She had never seen his eyes look like that before and she found that no matter how hard she tried she could not look away.
"Into this night I wander.......It's morning that I dread.............Another day of knowing of the path I fear to tread," he whispered, leaning closer to her.
Her lips parted in surprise at what he had said. Where did that come from, she thought. And then she leaned forward too.
My body aches to breathe your breath
Your words keep me alive
Caitie felt their lips meet and her eyebrows shot up into her hairline. She had never expected to kiss Jamie, not like this. Sure, she had thought about it before, but she had never gotten up the courage to even suggest them going out on a date first. They were friends and Caitie had always convinced herself that that was enough for her. But, was it?
Jamie came closer, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling him to her. She hooked her hands behind his neck, running her hands through his short spikes. Never before had she realized how incredibly beautiful he was. Never before had she felt the burst of pure fire in her chest. It took her a few seconds to realize that it was her heart beating way too fast.
Jamie kicked Caitie's locker shut and then locked his arms around her tighter as he pushed her towards the locker. She leaned up against the now closed locker, thankful that she had some support behind her. Now, when Jamie let go of her she would not fall to the floor from having legs like Jello.
But, he did not let go of her. She thought he would have at that point. But he seemed content kissing her, as if he could do it all day long. Fine by me, Caitie thought and she touched Jamie's cheek lightly.
And I will be the one to hold you down
Kiss you so hard, I'll take your breath away.
Caitie woke up suddenly, her eyes wide and alert. She was out of breath as if she had just run a marathon. She looked around wildly into the darkness of her room. Where was everything? Where were Jamie and her locker? The hallway? They had just ...........
She sighed and quietly laughed as she realized the whole thing had been a dream. She waited a minute for her heart to stop breathing so rapidly. That was so weird, she thought as she turned over on her side and closed her eyes. It felt so real...........
Okay, hoped you liked it. Please don't forget to review. Thanks lots, everyone.