Chapter I – Reminiscence

My name is Celina. I'm 16 years old... a student of Kanavan Academy 3-A.

The black haired girl opened her eyes.... placing her arm on top of her eyes.

(Celina's POV)

I had that dream again. I don't know who those people were exactly.... but I feel they were really important to me... specially the blue haired knight. I got up and readied myself for school.

The same things happen over and over. I go to school. See my friends and classmates. Hang out with them for a while.... then go home.

I wonder when things would change. I wonder what the future has in store for us. But enough of that... I don't even know if I should say things like that.

I walked into the classroom. Chattering was prominent inside. I sat down beside Marge.

Marge was a bookworm, really smart, though only second in the class. Oh, you're asking who's the first? It's Marie of course. Who else? She's more of a bookworm than Marge. Back to Marge, who was currently reading a book.

Marge had short hair—above-shoulder level. She's cute, as the boys insisted. She was also short. She loves sweets and summer. Hates show offs, especially those who don't even have things to brag about. She absolutely hates crowds.

Lyra went inside the classroom. She sat on my right. Lyra was my best friend. She was a kind and silent type of a girl. She had long hair, which she always ties up into a pony tail. She's always there if I need her help. She also knows of my frequent dreams—claiming she too had similar strange dreams.

Lyra loves nature, just as much as Lycan. She's shy around boys. She's the most mature of us here, even though I hate to admit it.

The teacher came in and class started. We had English... then Math (I absolutely hate math!) and Language class (I really don't understand why we need to study the old language).

It was lunch break already. We got up and went to the garden. There were nine of us in our little group of friends. Me, Marge, Lyra and Marie came from Class 3-A. Athrun, and Camille were from Class 3-B. Lycan, Aron and Raz were from Class 3-C. It was too bad we couldn't be in the same class. We've been friends since elementary. Well... Marie was new to the group though.

Raz was a silent guy, that we knew. But something was different about him today. I asked him if something was bothering him but he just shrugged it off, saying he's fine. I wasn't convinced but didn't pry anymore.

I started to tell them what my dream was about last night. Aron kept on casting me a questioning look whenever I say the names of the people on my dream. Raz was fidgeting when I finished. This time I asked him seriously.

"What is wrong Raz?"

"I..." he started. "I had a dream about this guy called Lass.... and Mari" at Marie's questioning glance, Raz added, "Well, I suppose it's not you Marie. The one on my dream had light blue hair. The guy had silver-white one."

"Hmm... guess that makes us three then." Lyra commented. "I'm also having these dreams, only different people."

"This might be what we call.... past life?" Marge suggested.

"I would believe it to be past life if we could find out anything about those people from history books and stuff like that." Marie stated, closing her book.

"We'll leave it to you two then," Athrun said.

"Yeah, you two are experts at info gathering!" Lycan said.

"Come on guys, let's eat." Camille offered.

"Yeah. Our food is getting colder by the second." Aron said.

That was the start of our reminiscence of the past. I never imagined it would be like this.