Knock, knock, bang.

Jamie and Jake, being best friends, always seemed to know what the other was thinking about.

Could it be? Jake squinted at Jamie.

Don't ask me… how would I know anyway?

It's impossible…

KNOCK, BANG, BANG.

Nobody knows!!! Jamie widened her eyes playfully, but then quickly changed her expression and shook her head in disbelief as well as raising her hands in question. Get the door already!

Jake pushed himself off of his bed slower than a snail and tiptoed over to the door.

BANG, BANG, BANG.

Glancing at Jamie for help but receiving only a blank expression, Jake peered through the eyehole and sighed heavily. His eyes were dull as he turned the knob.

Jamie cocked her head, wondering what had caused his face to change so suddenly.

The door swung wide open.

"HEY, BUD!" Kevin screamed in Jake's face. Jake took a step back, not wanting to get Kevin's spit all over his face. "We've been waiting for you! Why didn't you get up, man?" Kevin asked, lightly punching Jake's shoulder.

Jake turned his head to look at the clock. 9:30 A.M.!

"Whoa," Jake seemed to be transfixed. He stood as if he were a in a drama play, acting as the daring character who just saw a green snot monster behind him.

Neither of the two boys realized that Jamie had leaned back in her bed and continuously hit her head on the wall. How in the world could I have thought it was him? Gee, what in the world is wrong with my head? It was just Kevin, how could I be so dumb?

Jamie pondered quietly in her bed. Yet her thoughts were interrupted by another burst from Kevin the Loud.

"BREAKFAST TIME, dudes! Come on, let's go already!" Kevin cried out, resting his folded hands on his head.

"Yah, yah, just as soon as we get ready," replied Jake, who had snapped out of his trance.

Jamie rubbed her eyes. Get a grip already…She stood up and went over to the mirror next to her closet. She had a few hairs sticking up. Oy, whatever…

Jamie grabbed her toothbrush and put her anger towards herself onto the toothbrush. In other words, she gave the toothbrush the death penalty. Jake followed foot without making his toothbrush suffer.

The two best friends walked to the bathroom and did the usual morning routine. They threw some water over their heads, smacked down their hair, and joined the group at the end of the hallway.

The following two days were proved uneventful. Jamie felt that something was going to happen, but nothing did. Or possibly something did happen, just that Jamie wasn't fully aware of it.

The morning of August 24th was the first day of college. Here we go, Jamie thought.

The residents of Unit 8 survived the day and gathered all together for dinner that night.

"WHOO, one of my professors is like… AWESOME!" Zach cried, jumping in his seat.

"Who?" another asked.

"Dude, you're going to have to find out yourself," Zach smiled mischievously. "I think you have his class tomorrow… maybe. If you don't, well too bad."

The individual who had asked the question winced.

"Anyone have any strict teachers? Bleh, professor, whatever," Aaron's eyes traveled around the whole table.

"This one teacher of mine, he's really weird," Zach piped up again. "OOH, you know what? I caught some other professor guy picking his nose! ISN'T THAT AWESOME?"

Kevin rolled his eyes, and Jamie couldn't help letting out a giggle. She had bit her lip but he had yelled it across the whole cafeteria; all eyes were on Zach by now. Those who hadn't heard the outburst were told of it by another student. Snickers hung in the air and raised eyebrows crawled over the hoard of students.

Zach didn't notice them. He just continued blabbing on.

"AND, AND, AND, there was this really hyper dude-" Zach cut himself off, noticing his friends questioning eyes glued to his face. "NO I'm not the hyper dude! There was this OTHER hyper dude!"

The group of friends stole unbelieving glances at one another, shrugged ever-so-slightly, and returned to their plates.

Zach went on and on, leaving his food untouched and entertaining his friends, and the rest of the people in the room for that matter.

A male student on his way back to get more food spotted the table and stopped in his tracks. The only person who noticed him was Kevin, who was surprised to see him there. He gave the other student an intimidating glare.

The boy frowned to see the look, sighed, and walked away. Kevin immediately turned back to Zach, faking a great interest in Zach's blab.

Later that night, after showers and the rest of the common evening routine, Jamie plopped into her chair and proceeded to open her backpack. Zip!

"You have a lotta homework, James?" Jake questioned from the other side of the room.

"My homework load is all right," Jamie sighed, "at least for today."

Jamie yawned.

Jake responded to this subtle sign of fatigue. "You okay? It's pretty early to be tired… it's only 9:39."

"Maybe I'm just not used to it… I'm all right," Jamie assured him.

By 10:48 P.M., Jamie began noticing that she couldn't keep her eyes open. Perhaps she should sleep. After all, she had most of her homework from today done. Only one or two assignments left that she could do the next day.

Jamie's chair mumbled as it was pushed back along the carpet laden floor. Jake heard the chairs complaints and spun his head around, for neither of them had uttered a single word or even made a single squeak. For over an hour, the only sounds heard in the room was the tapping of pencils stamping on the paper.

Jake quietly observed Jamie slide under her covers and twist her body around, searching for a comfortable position. Jamie yawned, and complete silence wolfed the two down.

Scratching his head and breaking the silence, Jake bent back over his homework. He tried to work, but could not concentrate. What had made Jamie sleep so early? Was she sick with fever?

As Jake got up from his seat, he noticed Jamie had not even turned off her lamp. Jake wandered over to her desk, turned the light off, and went back to his own desk. He finally decided to sleep as well. After all, he couldn't concentrate.

He turned off all lights in the room, and crawled into his bed. She probably just has a fever, Jake told himself.

A mystery was unrolling, and the clues would come in the most peculiar way. However, this certainly isn't in the knowledge of Jamie or Jake. Or, for that matter, any human on Earth. But the clues would come, whether they knew they were clues or not.

A/N: cough Well, it's actually not THAT much of a cliffhanger... maybe it is.. but I don't think it's so huge... Anyway, REVIEW PLEASE!!! I'm seriously not going to put up another chapter until I see at least 3 reviews... That's not so many, but I need SOME! Please and thank you! Please don't give up on me! I didn't take THAT long to update this time, so PLEASE don't give up on me!

When you review, please tell me anything you think is weird... I know the Zach thing was kinda sudden and odd... I just thought I would put in something funny-ish. If you think it's odd too, tell me! Thanks everyone!

I came up with an idea, and there's a little tiny hint here in this chapter. The thing that I came up with will probably last a few chapters, and that will connect to my original idea. (My new idea was just adding on to the original one) Please review, I really want to get started on this evil plan of mine! Thanks!

Also, I think I might actually start a new story.. I have an idea, and I don't want to lose it... I'll still continue this one, but I also want to get another story on fanfiction as well.