A/N: Alright, this is my first story on here, I hope you guys like it! Please tell me what you think. At some point in this story (not the chapter, but eventually) its going to switch from first to third person in order to tell the story better. I hate it, but, whatever. Enjoy -

Wake the dreamers from the dark…

…And the deed was done. The prince grabbed his horse and rode, as quickly as he could. The maiden was fading quickly, the only time he had was passing him and he rode faster to keep up. The castle loomed in the distance and he knew he could save her. The gate widened slowly and he barely made it through, he ran and ran until he at her side. Her eyes were closed and her face was pale, but she wasn't gone yet. The prince lifted the flagon to her cold lips and poured in the substance. The prince held his breath for he knew this was his last hope.

"Samara, Samara… Samara, what's the answer to number four?" Jerked back to reality I looked up, Ms. Jones, as well as the rest of the class, was looking at me expectantly. Number four… "28 and 92." I tell her quietly, my head feeling light and my body tense. Pressure of answering questions in class, it's not good for your health I swear.

"Good. Number five, James…" I breathe a sigh of relief. Algebra 2. Freaking hell, what was I thinking? I was one of the 3 sophomores in the class and I didn't know one person. The rest were juniors and seniors, and since I was a sophomore they all expected me to be smart. Fuck that I don't know a thing. Lucky guess that number four…

My thoughts were destroyed, the poor maiden, how will she be saved? I tried to go back but the fantasy was ruined, so I settle with doodling on my notes until class is finished. I still can't believe she is making us work 2 days before school is out. What's the point? We took the test yesterday, and none of this is going to matter over the summer break.

The bell rings and everyone packs up to leave. I grab my things and get out as quickly as possible. It's the end of the day so I rush to meet my mom in the parking lot. I got my permit about 5 months ago and I've been driving constantly since, but my parents still refuse to let me drive on my own. 'Its against the law…' Whatever.

I get in the front seat and turn on the ignition. "How was school honey?" my mom asked. "Dull." I pull forward a little turning on the left signal to merge into traffic. "What happened?" A car stops behind me so I pull in and wave back in gratitude. "Nothing, hence the dullness." Even though I was looking in front of me (like a good driver), I could see my mother smile. "How was your day?" I asked, hey, your parents are human too, they like to be cared about once and a while.

"Agonizing." She replied, scrunching her face. The traffic moves forward a bit so I press the gas pedal. "Cheryl again?" The car in front of me stops so I step on the brake. "Yeah, I swear she only thinks of herself. She doesn't do a damn thing in that office and still complains that she had too much work to do. And meanwhile I'm doing my work and the work that's she's supposed to be doing. God… it's so irritating." She pauses to reflect and I stay quiet. "Well, I talked to my boss about it, she said she would talk to her about she, we'll see tomorrow." We had finally gotten up to the light and I got in the left-hand lane. "That's good." I say. "How much longer is she there for?" The light turns green and I turn to drive down the old road into my town.

"At least until the end of summer, then she's retiring, thank God." I smile. This woman has been bugging my mom for many years, she's finally leaving, which hopefully means no more bad nights for my mom. At the next light I turn left again, giving a sad glance at the road in which I would have gone if I had gone straight.

I turned left, and drove up the hill and down the hill into suburbia. Where the houses littered the sidewalks and they all looked the same. I turned into our neighborhood and pulled into the 5, 6, 7th house to the left and parked.

I don't know why you needed to know all that, but there you go.

I got out my key and opened the door, my mom after me, and I went straight to my room to drop off my stuff and lay down. The Prince sat next to the maiden for what seemed like ages… She wasn't getting any worse, but she wasn't getting any better either…