A/N Bloody hell, can I go a chapter without some weird witchy crap happening? It appears not. Poor Keaira can't even enjoy a Ceilidh or a fight with her sister without the workers of evil being after her. What is so special about her anyway? Maybe you'll find out in this story... or maybe you won't. Evil Laughter echoes into the distance

You know what... I want more reviewers! It ain't fair! Where did everyone go? Please come back... I feel all lonely. If there were more reviewers I would totally update a hell of a lot quicker.

Anyway.

The sun shone through the living room window, waking Keaira up. She and Morgan had only meant to watch a few light-hearted "Friends" episodes but had been so exhausted they must have fallen asleep. She unpeeled her Mum's arm from around her shoulder and went into the kitchen to make some tea. Even her dad wasn't awake yet.

Last night had been so horrible, the dream at least. She wasn't sure what it meant, or whether... and this was definitely the scarier option... the images she had seen and words she had heard were all part of the future. She felt, although she tried not to admit it to herself, that these were a premonition. Otherwise it was too much of a coincidence that she had heard her mother's voice and words last night as well as in the dream. And she knew that there were no coincidences.

The kettle whistled and she poured the boiling water into a cup along with some hot chocolate. She definitely needed the comfort food. Suddenly she realised that it was Monday, a college day, and she groaned to herself. That was really not what she needed. But then again, staying at home she would only keep going over the words she had heard. Perhaps it would be better to go in.

Her mind made up, she left her hot chocolate on the side and went to have shower. As the water poured over her, waking her up, the words of her dream repeated over and over in her head. What could they mean? And could she change what might happen?

She got out, and dressed herself in a snug pair of jeans and a black wool polo neck. She could tell it was going to be a cold autumn day. Slipping her feet into a pair of shoes, she headed downstairs to eat breakfast.

"Hey sweetie, did you and your mum fall asleep down here?" Her Dad asked as her poured her some cereal.

Keaira nodded, "Yes, we must have been really tired or something."

"I'm not really surprised, it was a late night. And a hard one," he added, looking at her sympathetically. "You sure you want to go into college?"

"Yes," Keaira said again, "If I stay at home I'll just keep thinking about it. I want to keep distracted."

"Ok," he looked serious, "But if anything strange happens, just come straight home alright? Don't take any risks today?"

She looked up into his green eyes, they were filled with worry, "Do you think I'm in danger Dad?"

He shook his head, avoiding her gaze, "Not at all. You'll be fine, but just... be careful,"

"But, you heard what happened in the dream. I think it might be a premonition."

Hunter turned back to face her and crossed his arms. "Look, this is probably just a stress-dream. Nothing horrible is going to happen to you."

"So why do I have to be careful?" Keaira muttered as she finished her cereal, and went out the door.

"I love you," she heard her Dad call after her.

"Me too," She shouted back before walking out the door. She was unbelievably early and her hair was still wet, but since she was walking to college today she had time to let it dry. She didn't have to walk but she hoped the fresh air would help to calm her. Usually being so close to nature and the Goddess' creation made Keaira feel better. It wasn't so easy today though.

She went through the whole day as if she was in a dream. Whenever there was a pause, one of the ghostly voices would fill her ears. She began to wish she had stayed home so she could have listened to music all day to drown them out. She had an extra revision session at lunch so she didn't get to see Kai until after college had finished.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He said, noticing her off-beat mood immediately. He looked lovely in a grey t-shirt and jeans, his arms were tanned and muscled still form surfing over the summer, but they were covered in little goose-pimples. His floppy golden hair was even more of a mess than usual but it sort of suited him in a weird way.

"I..." she started, not knowing how to begin.

"Come on, let's go back to mine, you can tell me on the way ok?"

Keaira smiled as he took her hand in his. He knew she preferred talking in the car when she thought the other persons attention wasn't fully on her. Although a lot of the time, even when driving, Kai's was. She always had to tell him to keep his eyes on the road.

"Bye K's!" Yasmin shouted from across the field. That girl was loud. Both Kai and Keaira waved back, before getting into his car.

On the way to his house she told him about her argument with Moira, them setting a date for Moira and Ian's wedding and finally about the dream. He kept quiet as she related the story to him, only congratulating Moira briefly. When she had finished they were pulling up at his house. They went up to his room and sat cross-legged on the floor, facing each other.

"I... I don't know what the dream could mean but you're right. It is a big coincidence that your Mum said the same words afterwards..." he paused, looking thoughtful.

"I know, I don't know what to do, why can't we ever just be normal?"

Kai gave a small smile, "It's a gift and a curse I suppose. Not to be all... wisdom-like on you. Look, let's go and get some Ben and Jerry's, I'm sure my mum left some in the freezer. It is sure to make you feel better."

Kai was right, eating chocolate fudge brownie ice-cream and chatting about stuff with Kai really did make Keaira feel better. It was so much easier to talk about things that were hard to deal with when you had junk food in front of you.

After a pause in the conversation Kai said, "Look, I don't know whether this is the right time or not but I... well... I've been looking at flats, in... Belfast."

Keaira's eyes widened in shock, she didn't know Kai had gone to Belfast, she couldn't think of a time he hadn't been there. "What... why Belfast?"

"Well... I'm going to University next year... and I want to get away from here, and Belfast has good courses, and it's close enough to come back easily..."

"You were right," Keaira said, getting up, "this wasn't the right time. I thought... you know what it doesn't matter." And with that she walked out of the room, leaving Kai sitting and starign out the window. He knew there was no point going after her, and he knew he should have picked a better time. But the truth was, he had already found a place and everything was going to be final in about two weeks. He knew it was sudden but he felt so stifled here, he needed to get away for a while. Not from Keaira, he loved Keaira more than anything, but he knew she would find that hard to believe once he left.

Keaira stormed down the street. Kai was just like all the others, he was just using her, until something better came along. Her common sense knew this was utter nonsense, but that part of her brain that tried to stop her feeling hurt had kicked in, registring that Kai was an idiot, someone she had never really loved. If only she could really belive that. If only it didn't hurt so very, very much that he would be leaving. If only she knew what she could possibly do without him. Life just didn't seem worth it, everything went wrong in the end, nothing that was good ever lasted. The only thing that ever lasted was the side of evil, it was always after her, always waiting for a moment of weakness.

A/N Hey! Sorry, I forgot to spellcheck this so if there are any mistakes, sorry! HopeI get lots of reviews. Please!