The hall was empty, not a sound was heard. The lights flickered on and off but it was easy to know where she was walking. I kept walking down the hall for no reason. I had nowhere to go or any desire to be anywhere. I just walked on. I stopped suddenly, an obstacle in my path. The girl with the blonde hair. Nina. She stood before me but something was different. At the centre of her chest a small light began to brighten, radiating from a necklace. It resembled an eye of sort. It kept getting brighter and brighter until everything was engulfed in light and I heard a slight whisper.

"Chosen One..."

I shot up from bed, breathing heavily. I began to blink repeatedly, trying to recover from the dream. Light was beaming through the window, signalling morning. After I recovered, I yawned loudly and fell back to bed.

"Wakey, wakey," Someone whispered. I looked over and saw Nina standing by her bed, all ready for school. I glanced over to my alarm clock, seeing it was a little early to be leaving for school.

"Isn't it a little early," I ask Nina. She just shrugged.

"I kinda want to get to school earlier than the others as to..."

"Avoid them?" I finished. Nina smiled nervously, looking over to a still sleeping Patricia. I nod, understanding.

"Alright, well, I guess I'll see you in class," I yawned, snuggling back into bed. I still have a few minutes of precious sleep.

"Alright. Hey, are you okay? You seemed like you had a bad dream. You moved around a lot," Nina said. I push myself up a little before answering.

"Don't worry about it, it happens...say, you wouldn't happen to have say, a necklace that's shaped like an eye or anything?" I asked. Since Nina brought it up, I want to know if she owned anything like I saw she did in my dream to see if I could understand it. I believe my last dream was to predict her arrival but now I have a new one to figure out.

"Um, no I don't think so. Why do you ask?" She wondered. I quickly came up with an excuse.

"I saw it a while ago and I heard it was from America so, just thought I would ask," I answered with a slight smile before snuggling back to bed.

"Really? I don't remember anything like that," She said.

"Must have been a fibber," I replied, closing my eyes and began to think.

"Alright, I'll see you later," I heard Nina say as she left the room.

"See ya," I replied.

No matter what I think of, I can't figure out this dream. Why would a necklace blind me like that? And what was that voice going on about a Chosen One for? Ugh, this is happening too much. I enjoyed it when they were simple and blunt, not totally symbolic.

Being able to see the future through my dreams has become so much more bothersome now.

It used to be useful. Sure, when it first started, I was a little freaked out when I remember seeing answers to test and being able to predict what happens in Amber's soap operas. The majority of the time, they were pretty straight forward, sometimes symbolical but they were easy to decipher and were nothing of great importance until I had that dream where I saw Jerome getting hurt by something falling from the sky. I figured out that it was the chandelier in the hall and managed to save him from a...very messy situation.

I don't know why I'm able to do this but it doesn't bother me much, as long as it does its job and right now, it seems to be failing miserably...

After a heavenly fifteen more minutes of sleep, it was time to get up and change for another school day. My school attire...differs greatly to what is desired. I wear black converse shoes, because I only own converse shoes, black jeans, because I do not, and will not, own a skirt, my tie is usually wrapped around my right arm along with my watch. I had to read the handbook carefully, but it never states we had to wear the tie around our necks. I wear a t-shirt underneath a white shirt along with my blazer with the sleeves rolled up and an assortment of bracelets on my left wrist.

What can I say? I'm not good with people telling me what I can and cannot wear.

I soon went down stairs to get breakfast, walking in on a conversation amongst the group which consisted of Fabian, Patricia, Mara and Jerome. I got the end of Fabian's sentence.

"She just has bad timing is all," He said. It didn't take a rocket scientist to relieve they were talking about Nina once again. I took my seat beside Jerome, offering a small morning to him, which he replied to, as Patricia continued the conversation.

"What about last night with the mirror?" She asked. I think I caught the end of that last night, something about Joy leaving a message or something. Jerome chuckled slightly at the mention of this.

"What's so funny?" I asked him, wondering if he had something to do with it.

"Oh, nothing, nothing," He said, continuing to eat his roll.

"You don't believe me, do you?" Patricia asked basically everyone.

"That's not it, it's just that Mick saw Alfie hanging around the upstairs corridor last night," Amber told Patricia. Ah, so that's where he was last night. He's definitely playing with fire this time.

"Not even Alfie has the nerve to do something like that," Patricia defended. Jerome and I looked at each other before turning our attention to Patricia once again.

"Are we talking about the same Alfie here?" Jerome asked.

"Sorta tall, laughs a lot and has an obsession with aliens. That Alfie?" I clarified to which Patricia just rolled her eyes to.

"So who did write it then? Joy?" Fabian asked. Patricia stuttered slightly as she answered.

"I...I don't know. Maybe Nina wrote it to drive me crazy." It was my turn to roll my eyes.

"Well, maybe it's karma for that oh so warm reception you gave the poor girl," I smile. Patricia glared at me slightly and I just shrugged.

"Where is she anyway?" Patricia asked.

"She went to school early," I told her, finally going over to pick up a roll and smothering it with jam.

"Oh, so she's a geek as well, is she?" Patricia said.

"It's probably to get away from us," Fabian said.

"And Fabian hits it right on the nose," I said, quickly swallowing the food in my mouth to get in. "I mean, a few of us haven't been exactly welcoming to her, have we?" I looked over to Patricia, aiming it more at her than anyone else. Jerome scoffed slightly, not caring really but I expected that from him.

"I know, I feel really bad about it," Mara said, looking down to avoid the look Patricia gave her.

"Well, as fun as this is, I need to finish getting ready. Alice, you coming?" Jerome asked me as he got from his chair. I nodded.

"Yeah," I answered quickly grabbing another roll before following Jerome out the room but we realized we weren't alone. We turned to see Patricia following us.

"Uh..." I began but was interrupted by Patricia.

"I want to ask Alfie if he did write the message," She explained.

"And you think he will admit it?" I ask as we continued towards Jerome and Alfie's room.

"He will when I'm done with him."

We continued our journey to the guys' room, me and Jerome chatting amongst ourselves while Patricia seemed reeling over the fact that Alfie could have done something like that. I'll admit it was a little over the top but, to me; it was karma for giving Nina such a cold reception.

We soon found ourselves in the room in question, seeing Alfie on his bed reading some book. After greeting us, Patricia soon attacked him with a pillow as Jerome and I looked on from his bed, trying to suppress our laughter.

"Patricia, stop it!" Alfie cried.

"I need to know! Did you or did you not sneak into the upstairs bathroom last night while I was in the shower and write on the mirror," She said, giving him a few more whacks of the pillow.

"No! No, I didn't!" He cried, defending himself from the assault.

"You swear?" Patricia asked. Alfie nodded.

"I swear on Sprokit's life!"

"Who?

"Sprokit, my dog! I swear on his life, I didn't do it," He said, trying to calm her down.

"Patricia," Jerome began. "You just need to accept the inevitable."

"And what's that?" I ask.

"Something sinister has happened to Joy and she's trying to contact you!" He said, acting over dramatic. He began laughing with Alfie. I shook my head but couldn't help the smile that appeared on my face. Patricia huffed, hit Alfie once more and left the room, leaving the three of us in peace.

"I didn't know you had a dog, Alfie," I said. He just grinned.

"I don't," He said. "Allergic." Jerome burst out laughing at this as I rolled my eyes.

"There's a place for people like you," I said. Alfie got off from his bed and made in way over.

"Aw, you know you love me!" He said as he tackled me, hugging me in the process.

"Oh, get off you sappy git!" I cried trying to pry Alfie off me but it wasn't happening.

"Aw, look at the cute couple. I'm sure that will really make Amber jealous," Jerome said, getting up from his bed to avoid being dragged into this. Alfie looked up for a moment before looking to me. I didn't need to read minds to know what he is think.

"No, no, no, no, no," I kept saying, managing to pry him off and getting up to stand beside Jerome.

"Aw come on! It's a plan!" He encouraged.

"No, it could be a plan if, one, she's interested and two, if she wasn't going out with Mick!" I said, trying to push that obvious fact into his head.

"I love it when you crush others dreams," Jerome told me with a smile. I raise an eyebrow at him.

"You make it sound like I do it on a daily basis."

"You sort of do, you constantly tell Alfie that Amber is out of his reach."

"That doesn't mean I..." I trailed off as I start to register a sharp pain in my head. It quickly becomes worth, making me shout in pain.

"Argh!" I cried while clutching my head with my hand. Bloody hell, this hurts!

"Alice, what's wrong?" Jerome asked me, sounding worried. I can't reply to him as the pain grows yet again. It feels like someone is sticking a hot poker in my head and twisting it around. Headaches weren't uncommon to me but they were never this bad.

Suddenly, a flash appeared before my eyes. Everything around me changed. I was in a different room. It was bright and cheerful. I looked in front of me and saw an old woman with white hair with a girl with blonde hair...Nina? The woman handed her something and I manage to catch a glimpse of it. It was the necklace I dreamed about.

"Alice. Alice!" I heard Jerome and Alfie cry but I couldn't see them.

Another flash and a voice appeared.

'Beware the black bird.'

The scene changed again but this time, the room was dark but one thing stood out, glowing in the dark. It looked like a golden trophy, nothing like I've seen. The voice reappeared again.

'Find the treasure before he does.'

Another flash and I felt like I ran into a brick wall. I found myself falling until I hit the ground. Everything was a blur at the start but soon came together as I realized that I was once again in Alfie and Jerome's room and they were both kneeling beside me, looking scared. I managed to push myself onto my elbows, groaning slightly as my head ached.

"What the heck was that?" Jerome asked me. I shook my head.

"I have no idea. My head just began to hurt...a lot," I said, putting more emphasis on the last part.

"How you feeling now? Can you stand?" Alfie said. I nod.

"I think so." I managed to pull myself to my feet, with some support from the guys. I soon began to feel dizzy and found myself tipping slightly but Jerome managed to get a hold of me before I hit the ground again.

"Whoa, whoa," He said, pulling me backwards so I could sit on his bed. "Alfie, get Trudy."

"Right." Alfie soon left the room, leaving the two of us alone.

"He doesn't have to. I'm fine." Jerome snorted slightly as he sat beside me.

"Yeah, that's why you had a big migraine, nearly fainted and became dizzy. You're fine," He said sarcastically. I didn't bother try to fight him, it would be of little use.

I can't believe that happened. I think I just had a vision...outside my dreams! That's never happened before and, once again, it was of Nina! There must be something to her because I wouldn't be having any visions if she wasn't somewhat important. I hope these visions don't become a reoccurrence because I don't want to go through all that again.

"Alice, you okay?" I looked over to Jerome and saw him looking at me with his icy blue eyes. To some, they were cold but not to me. Despite his attitude to most things, he always seemed to have that little soft spot which I would always find. I nod.

"Yeah, as much as anyone would be with that," I said with a smile which he returned. He reached out to me and placed a hand on my cheek, stroking it softly.

"You would tell me if something was wrong, right?" I nod again.

"Of course, you're my best friend. Plus you know too much already," I laugh with him joining me.

He is probably the only one that knows me best but he doesn't know everything like he doesn't know of my visions. I've never thought of telling him in fear he would think of me as a freak and I don't want that to happen. He was my first friend back in the day and now he's my best friend so I wasn't going to lose him over this.

It'll just be my little secret...

Hey! So, thank you for reading and such. I would like to thank people for subbing this and such and more is welcomed. Reviews are much loved so would be greatly appreciated such as thoughts and comments on the story. I know its a little boring but it will pick up...that's the plan anyway. So thanks for reading and hope you continue to!

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BTW: This is not gonna be a Jara for I HATE that shipping. I'm sorry for people who like it, I'm not getting at you. I just don't like those two together for a few reasons, one being I cannot stand Mara and how she can be seen as a bitch. Again, sorry its just my opinion.