I don't own House of Anubis or any of the characters.
Expectation
I woke up to my alarm clock, confused and groggy. My hand was slighty under my pillow. I felt something under it. I took hold of it and pulled it out. It was a picture of me with everyone from Anubis house. I quickly sat up and studied it. I remembered it was taken a few weeks before spring break. We we're all standing in front of the house, making lame poses, having the time of our lives.
I set it down and started pacing my room, as my dream came slowly back to me. It felt real and unreal at the same time. So to them I was comatose, but I had unsually a lot of brain activity. I guessed it was because I was here. So did it mean it was all happening in my head? I wasn't sure. This felt real as well. Out of body experience? My head was aching with so much to think about.
I dressed for school and went to breakfast. I found Mom cooking pancakes, and Dad reading the paper while sipping coffee. "Good morning!" I said as cheerily as I could. They both looked up and smiled at me. I sat down in front of my dad as Mom set my plate. I thanked her and ate in silence, as they stared at me. I didn't bother making conversation, I had too much in my mind. I was about to stand when Dad spoke.
"Want me to drive you to school?" He offered. I nodded and left for my room.
I took out my special box to put the picture in. It fell to floor as I tossed the box on my bed. It landed face down. I could see some writing. I picked it up. It read, 'Exhibit A.' I gasped in disbelief. Someone was helping me. I knew the time was right. I needed to tell somebody.
Dad pulled up in front of the school. "Here you are. Study well." He said. I couldn't help but notice how he says exactly the same things. I waved and quickly entered the building.
I turned around the corner and saw Fabian walking my direction. "Fabian!" I called as I ran to him. "I need to talk to you." I said. I didn't know if he could hear the panic in my voice, but he agreed. I took his hand and pulled, leading him. We went outside the school, crossed some lots and a few row of houses.
"What's wrong? Where are we going?" He asked, worried.
"Everything's wrong!" I yelled, exasperated. I stopped just as we entered the woods. It probably wasn't the best idea. I could still feel the eyes watching me somewhere. I turned around to face him. He was extremely worried, nervous and seemed not sure how to speak, also a little scared. I wondered how I must look to him. I took a deep breath, calming myself.
When he saw I wasn't going to yell anymore, he put his hands on my shoulders. "What's wrong?" He said. I didn't shake it off, but I started crying. It wasn't how I planned to do this, but then again, I had nothing planned. It was just the surge of emotion I kept bottled up that I exploded. He took me in his arms and I buried my face in his chest. "It's okay. You're okay. Everything will be alright." He soothed me, as he rubbed circles on my back. I kept crying.
"I-I... I'm s-so confused. I don't-t kno-know what to do." I sobbed. He just held me. After a while, I calmed down a little bit and pulled away. He looked at me warily. I sighed. "I need to tell you something." I said. He nodded. He was waiting for me to say something, but I didn't know how to start. "I died." I said finally.
I saw confusion flood his eyes. "What do you mean?" He said after a moment of silence.
"I know you. I knew you in my old life. Together, we tried to solve this mystery. In my old life, Joy wen't missing because she was the chosen one. We tried to find her, and to solve the mystery at the same time, thinking it may be the same. We were right. We came to the end but I died. Now I'm in here. I woke up, and by the date, it was like nothing happened. I went back almost a year. As if I never went to England. I thought this was the afterlife because my parents were here. They died in my old life. Then I saw you. Now I'm not so sure.
"Then I started getting these clues. 'Your mind's eyes sees reality.' I didn't just pick that up somewhere. I found in written in my mirror. I didn't know who did it, but you helped me solve it. It's dreaming of reality, and last night I dreamt of the life I left. I was in a coma to them. And now, I don't know what to do." I said. The words came out in a rush. I wondered if I even made any sense.
He just stared at me. I waited for him to say something but he stayed silent.
"I know you." I said again. I held up the picture. "Exhibit A." I said, simply. His eyes widened as he took the photo and stared at it.
He seemed lost for words."I... I... I..." Was all he could say. He shook his head.
I looked to the ground. "You don't believe me. You think I'm crazy." I said, emotionlessly.
"No-no... I don't think you're crazy. I just think you're confused." He hesitated. "I-I... I just..."
I gently took the picture from his hands. "My Fabian would've believed me." I said quietly. I walked away, leaving him staring after me.