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I opened my eyes and found myself in a room…it was so familiar yet I couldn't grasp where I knew it from. I got up and ran into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I looked like I was thirteen…I was thirteen. "Ellimist…" I whispered, I wasn't sure whether to be happy or sad, I still didn't know what was going on. The last thing I remembered was looking at the grief stricken Drode who knew that he was done for snap his jaw. I remembered oblivion and total chaos then waking up in my room, in my house.

"Ellimist." I said once again and as soon as the word slipped out of my mouth he appeared before me as a Ketran. "What sort of illusion is this?" I asked quietly as he looked at me smiling a strange Ketran smile. "What's going on?" I demanded, he wasn't answering me; he just stood there looking at me and smiling.

"I won." I saw everything flash before me as it had when I had died except now I saw my past; I remembered walking through the construction site, meeting Elfangor. But most of all, I remembered living, I remembered Tobias, I saw Tobias, I saw him once again trapped inside of a human body, not being able to fly.

"What happened to Crayak?" I asked wearily, knowing the answer, yet wanting to hear it, wanting to hear of the defeat of the thing that stole millions of lives across the galaxy.

"I won." The Ellimist repeated. "I won and gave you all a chance to live the way you would have, to live out your lives the way you deserve to live." He paused and changed his form to that of a weak old man, one of his favorites. "I won…and Crayak lost." He said with a tired smile. "Goodbye Rachel, I can promise you that I will be looking over you…over all of you." And with that I knew that I had said goodbye to the Ellimist, to Toomin, forever… I looked at my alarm clock, suddenly not knowing what I was doing there in my room just standing. I was going to be late for school!

I got changed and ran downstairs with my books while grabbing an apple in the kitchen. I ran out the door and towards the bus stop. "Ow!" I said as I crashed into someone. "Sorry." I immediately said as I bent down to pick up the dropped books.

"No, I'm sorry, it was my fault." My heart stopped when I heard that voice…it was so familiar. I looked up and saw a boy in his late teens, squinting at me as though he needed glasses. He saw me, he stared right through me with his intense eyes, there was pain in his eyes, and I felt the urge to reach out and grab him and tell him it would be all right, but I didn't. I blinked and when my eyes re-opened I saw this guy Tobias from my school standing in front of me trying to help me with my books.

"Don't think it was your fault, I should have been watching where I was going." I said as he helped me carry my books to the bus. There were these huge jerks that would pick on him on our bus but they left him alone today when I threatened them…there was something so familiar, a rush of power flowed through me as they listened and walked back to their seats on the bus, it was a familiar feeling, my adrenaline was rushing and I felt as though I had just won a battle…battle? What was I thinking?

I watched the boy Tobias as he walked onto the bus and sat in the seat in front of me to the right, there was something so familiar about him, something that seemed eternal, yet I couldn't grasp it for the back of my mind hid it from me, taunted me with little glimpses of things I knew could not be real. There was just something about his eyes…

It was Friday; it was also one of those rare occurrences when I convinced Cassie to go to the mall with me. "Twenty-five percent off at Express, that's fine." I said to Cassie while we were walking through the mall. "But, same basic sweater, better mix of fabrics, forty percent off at Structure? Plus, the point is, this sweater goes with the jeans on sale at The Gap or the jeans on sale at the department store, and the Express sweater only goes with The Gap Jeans."

"I know I'm going to be sorry I asked this," Cassie is my best friend and I love her like a sister – but she has no fashion sense, "but how can one sweater that is almost identical to another sweater not go with a pair of basically identical jeans?" Cassie was currently wearing an old tee shirt and overalls covered in dirt and manure. We argued on for about a minute or two until we saw my cousin Jake walking out of the arcade center with his friend Marco and that guy Tobias.

We all decided to walk home together; we had two choices, go the long, safe way around the abandoned construction site. Or we could take a short cut through the abandoned construction site where ax murderers would most likely kill us – we took the short cut.

There was an eerie silence and feeling of déjà vu as we all walked in quiet through the construction site. Tobias was looking up in the sky and Marco followed his gaze. "Oh my god! It's a flying saucer!" Marco screamed as a strange blue light hovered over us…within a second that light was gone and was replaced by that of an airplane.

"Marco, it's called and airplane…" I said sarcastically as I wiped away the feeling of déjà vu and walked home with Cassie – who slept over my house that night.

"Rachel…" Cassie said when we got in my room after finishing a pizza. "Yeah?" I asked as I jumped on my bed and looked for my new Seventeen magazine. I looked back at Cassie; she looked so serious, so much older for a second. But like I said…just for a second.

"Don't make fun of me…" she hesitated as she looked out the window. "Something's not right, I mean, yes everything is better than perfect but I can't…I can't get this feeling out of my system that something went wrong, that something was supposed to happen and it didn't…" She looked at me with sadness in her eyes, but then a split second later her eyes had once again changed and she started talking about a new subject, as though she had never said a word about her déjà vu…

We woke up the next morning and walked around town, not having anything else to do. "What are you doing?" Cassie asked me laughing as I walked down the curb, doing cartwheels on it and little twirls. I looked at her and smiled.

"I'm a gymnast." I said bowing, when I looked down I fell onto the street and laughed as I got up.

"Real graceful, Rachel." Cassie said with a laugh as we walked to 711.

"Okay, my mom wanted Soda…" I repeated the list of things she had given me aloud as Cassie and I walked up and down the aisles of 711 looking for what she needed. I grabbed the Soda and turned around, knocking into someone that I hadn't seen coming.

"Oh, sorry-." I began to say when I saw who it was. It was this creep named Jack from our school, for some reason he thought that I was deeply in love with him and would never lay off me.

"Hi Rachel." He said with a smile. "I was thinking that we could leave this place and go somewhere…"

I "accidentally" dropped the soda on his foot. "Oh, I'm sorry, did that hurt?" I asked calmly as a crowd started gathering around us. "You stupid bitch." He screamed as I smiled back. He walked out of the store and Cassie and I got back to our "shopping."

"Okay, I think this is everything." I said as I popped a piece of gum into my mouth. "Want some?" I offered Cassie. "Sure." She said while taking a piece.

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