Chapter 3

Elisha's POV

I woke up again shaking and in a sweat. I woke up in the cold and in darkness. I woke up at the sound of painful sobs and anguished cries. Those sounds all coming from me.

Another bad dream. I turned to look at my alarm clock which had 4:45am softly glowing on the screen. With a sigh I rolled over onto my side and curled up into a ball hugging my knees praying the agony I felt would melt away as I drifted back to sleep, but when I closed my eyes my thoughts were flooded with brief images from my dream, all my dreams. Sometimes they changed in different ways, but always about the same thing…my mom.

Tonight I dreamt I was on standing by a river in the middle of the night with fog coated everywhere and I noticed someone on the other side, it was my mom.

She was standing there looking at me with a terrified expression. I could feel another presence there with us, and it was this person that caused my mother panic. When I looked around I couldn't see anybody, the fog was too thick and the night was too intense. My mothers calls where too muffled and came out all blurred, I couldn't understand what she was shouting. But that was the least of my problems because suddenly, I noticed a dark shadow creep up behind her. Before I had chance to open my mouth and warn her, gratefully, I was ripped away from my nightmare.

Forcing my eyes open, I took a quick glance at the clock again, 5:10am. I closed my eyes, still feeling tired, I waited for sleep to consume me once again.

College isn't going to be fun, I'm more nervous today than I was yesterday. I stayed up until late last night, reading up on my class subjects, but still unaware of which area it is my class is looking at this point in time. Today I had internal medicine and health & nutrition. Both sounding really dull I know, but still, what I needed to know if I was going to become a doctor. So this morning being even more anxious, it took me twice as long getting ready. After having a lovely hot shower, I threw on some boyfriend style jeans, a green t-shirt, grabbing my black hooded jacket and my timberlands before rushing out the house to my car.

I pulled up in the college car lot with 10 minutes to spare, which surprised me. I threw my bag-which was heavy with books-on to my shoulder and made my way to my first class. I walked to the room quite quickly hoping to get in the room before everyone else so I wouldn't have people staring at me as I made my way to my seat. I recognized the room straight away, it was the same as where I had A+P which told me I had Mr. Green for this class too. I placed my slip on his desk slyly like last time hoping to avoid being introduced once again and I smirked to myself when I got away with it. I subconsciously made my way to the same seat I sat in yesterday and as I reached my seat I noticed something. The faces in my group were the same. I placed my bag on the floor by my feet, not daring to look four seats to my left, but I could sense it, I felt his eyes burning holes into me. I flinched to myself. I swear I had felt the same feeling last night for some strange reason. Today I had my hair pulled up into a ponytail so my hair wouldn't get in the way of my face, which really annoyed me yesterday. Only problem is I couldn't steal a gland in his direction without him probably noticing.

After an excruciating 2 hours of trying and failing to understand the work we then did another test, this time he didn't let us leave until he'd marked all of them, not that there were many, there was a minor amount of just 7 of us. Two girls who looked and acted liked best friends, dressed 10 years older than what they were, appearing to be the same age as Laura. Three boys who also seemed to be best friends and not to be a hypocrite, but they honestly seemed like absolute science geeks. A boy, about the age of twenty with brown spiky hair and he had obvious good looks but hid them behind glasses. And then, it was me and the bronze haired boy who relished in making me feel uneasy and self-conscious.

At the end of the test though Mr. Green had pulled me aside, seemingly unhappy with my scores. I explained that I had missed the first two weeks and he was insistent that I get a 'study buddy'. I didn't know what he had planned but it was the least of my worries, I couldn't help the nagging feel off disappointment again, even after all my studying last night, I still ended up thinking a blank in the test.

One by one people started leaving until it was me, bronze haired boy and the good looking guy with glasses. We all stood by Mr. Banner desk waiting for what it was he was going say. Please God I hope he isn't going to do what I think he's going to do.

Edwards POV

Mr. Green saved me, 'the new British blushing, bitch' and 'Simon-prick-Lawson' until the end. I shouldn't really call her a bitch but if I make myself hate her then I know I can't find myself to like her. If I'm nasty to her then she won't like me, and if she doesn't like me, things will run much smoother, well that's what I thought up last night anyways. As for Lawson, no explanation needed, he's just a pure and simple prick.

"well done Mr. Lawson 95%" he said handing the kiss ass Lawson back his paper. With a disappointed look on Lawson's face he wallowed out the room, let down again that this week, I got top score.

"Again Edward, 100%, remarkable. Due to your constant high marks and being the best in class I would like you to do something for me" he said with a grin. I looked at golden girl who stood there quietly holding her test paper in her hands with an anxious look on her face. I had no idea what was going on, reading Mr. Greens thoughts, all I head was 'this is a great plan'. Which only happened to make me even more disturbed by the possibilities.

"I've spoken to Miss Valentine here and she doesn't't feel that she needs any help catching up, but with a small 45% I feel that she does, after all she's missed the past 2 weeks so she's abit behind" he explained. I know where this is going, I hope he isn't going to propose what I predict he is I thought bitterly.

"so if I created a time slot in the week for you two to meet up and work together would that be okay with you Mr. Cullen? After all you're the best in the class, and you're farther is a doctor, I don't think there's anyone better for the job". I scrunched up my paper in my hand and gritted my teeth together trying to keep calm. Is he fucking serious, this girl? It's not my fault she skipped 2 weeks of Med school!

"I will think about it" I replied once I felt my rage deteriorate and myself relax. With a bright smile he ran over to his desk to grab some sort of diary.

"great, how about Friday afternoons, 2pm in the college library?" he asked flicking though pages. What the fuck? When does 'I will think about it' sound like yes?

"fine for me" she mumbled in her British accent, so finally it speaks, I glared at her which she obviously noticed. She went back to being silent, staring down at the floor and half heartedly holding her test paper. I continued to glare at her, she didn't even know what she was doing to me, bringing back painful memories I tried endlessly to forget. She was always in my thoughts, every hour of everyday, but Elisha just makes it all flood back to me more often, in more detail, which is not good.

"sure" I said simply with agitation in my voice. I just wanted to get out of this room, I would agree to selling my body if I could jus escape this room.

"fantastic, I will have a word with your lecturers Elisha, see if I can get you into all of Edwards classes, he's a great student, you will benefit from his guidance" he said beaming at me again. Okay now he's just taking the piss!

I no longer wanted to be good at Medicine, is it too late to drop out? Before considering my options goldilocks butted in again.

"not its fine, you don't have to do that, I'm sure I will fall straight in a catch up on all other subjects" I tried to read her expression but I came up a blank. It was really frustrating, there was only one persons mind I couldn't read and now there's another one. I wasn't sure if Elisha wasn't please about seeing me more than needed or if she could tell it was me who was not happy. Either way she was less enthusiastic about us being put together than what I was, which to me felt impossible.

"I will keep and eye on your progress Elisha. When I feel you may be needing help in the particular area, I will be considering switching you into Edwards classes" its now official, I want to be a rebel, turning up late, or just skipping all together, sounds good, that would make me happy, it would probably keep her alive…and Mr. Green too I thought to myself cutting him an evil glare.