Charity had AP Chem with Joan, Luke, Grace, and Adam. While Joan stared off into la-la land, Grace engraving "GRACE DIED HERE: COZ OF DEATH: BOREDOM!" with an ink pen onto the work lab table, Adam scribbled in his notebook, and Luke was answering everyone of the teacher's questions left and right, Charity tried not to fall asleep. It was freezing cold outside and the airconditioner was running throughout the entire school, Charity wrapped her thick black sweater around her and she closed her eyes.
Charity opened her eyes before the teacher caught her sleeping. She stood up and looked around, she was in another building that was practically falling apart.
She heard crying. She turned around and walked toward the crying. She looked up and saw a blond girl crying.
"Briana?" she asked.
She looked up. "Who are you?"
"My name's Charity."
"Are you coming to take me home?" she asked.
Charity shook her head. "I don't know where I am or how I even got here."
"Oh," Briana said. She cocked her head to one side and stared at Charity.
"What?" Charity asked.
"Are you an angel?"
Charity shook her head.
"You're glowing like an angel," she said.
Charity smiled. She heard voices. She turned and looked at Briana. "Everything's going to be ok," she replied.
"Really?" she asked.
Charity nodded. "I know it will."
Briana smiled and wiped the tears off of her eyes.
Someone touched Charity's arm and she jumped and stared into Adam's eyes. "Morning," he said, grinning.
Charity looked around she was back in AP Chemistry. She grabbed her books and headed out of the room leaving Adam standing there. He turned to Joan. "What was that about?" he asked.
Joan shrugged. She stared. "Was she asleep?"
Adam nodded. "Yeah," he replied. "I was thinking she was in a coma after that lecture. I almost was."
Joan smiled. So was she. She didn't care about…whatever the teacher was talking about. She walked out of the room and saw Charity at her locker.
"Dream again?" Joan asked.
Charity nodded. "I'm going to go talk to your mom," she said.
Joan nodded and watched Charity take off.
She leaned up against the locker and looked up as a woman walked over. "Hello, Joan," she said.
"Hello," Joan replied.
"You do know it's Me don't you?"
Joan looked at Him. "Oh, wow are You serious?" she asked, sarcastically.
"Cool it with the sarcasm, Joan," God said.
Joan smiled. "Fine," she replied. "Charity fell asleep in AP Chem."
"I know."
"Of course, you know. She had another dream."
"What about?"
Joan shrugged. "I don't know. You're God."
"I tend to stay out of dreams, especially those of young teenage girls."
"What about Mary?" Joan asked.
"That was different."
Joan smiled. "So are You saying that it's up to Charity to find that little girl?" she asked.
God looked at her. "Maybe, but not by herself."
"You mean…I have to help her?"
"That's your new assignment," He said. "You and Charity work together."
The bell rang. "You better get to class before the tardy bell rings," He said.
Joan nodded. God turned and left. Joan turned and walked to her next class.