2. Gone:

The next two weeks of school went by quicker than I had expected. Every morning I woke up at seven o'clock, got dressed, applied slight make-up, and put on my jewelry, went downstairs, said good morning to my parents (Grandma'ma was working at one of the Broadway shows deeper in the city as a favor to a friend), made lunch for myself and Eliza, got into the car with Eliza, dropped her off at her school, got out at my school, and ignored Justin as much as I could.

Following the rules had never been a real challenge for me. Here was this sweet boy, who just wanted to me friend, who I couldn't talk to in anyway that was more than polite. This boy who had been on the first vision that I had had since moving to New York, the vision that haunted my dreams and wouldn't go away. In a nutshell, being a seer sucks. This boy who I couldn't even talk to in more than a polite way without breaking the rules, the boy who I desperately wanted to get to know, to find out why this huge fight was going to occur with him and four others against two people, but I knew that I couldn't.

When I went to kindergarten-3rd grade in Tennessee following the rules hadn't been a problem. Everyone just saw me as the shy girl that was the daughter of two celebrities. We lived in LA for 4th grade-7th grade, and keeping the rules perfectly intact and followed had been no problem, everyone ignored each other at the private school I went to. 8th grade-Sophomore year in Spain had been no problem, everyone just accepted that I wasn't a strong Spanish speaker and I didn't want to say anything wrong. Junior year until now, in DC had been no problem either. The rules had always been easy for me to follow until now.

"Good morning..." I began as I entered the kitchen that morning. I needed to get cracking on me and Eliza's lunches, we hadn't had any leftovers from dinner last night because Mom and Dad insisted upon having some old friends over, so I was going to have to make them by hand. I was met by a strange silence, usually someone at least mumbles at me in the morning when I say my greeting. I looked around the kitchen and saw that it was completely empty. "Great." I said to myself. I could only imagine Mom and Dad leaving and forgetting to tell me, not saying goodbye to Eliza, and forgetting to tell Grandma'ma that she would need to actually be home in the morning.

"It is a great morning isn't it sweetie?" Grandma'ma asked as she appeared in the kitchen and made herself of coffee. "Cindy and Aulcard are gone, they needed to go to LA they'll be back on the first few days of November." Grandma'ma added with a smile as Eliza walked into the kitchen rubbing her tired blue eyes.

"Where's mom and dad?" Eliza asked tiredly. At our huge dinner last night, Mom and Dad had insisted that Eliza play the piano and dance for everyone as I played the violin (one of my many string instruments of choice), and she was exhausted now, not having gotten up to bed to go to sleep until one in the morning at the earliest.

"They're in LA Hero." Grandma'ma replied with a smile as I started to make the two of us peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

"Oh." She said slowly with a slight tone of sadness in her voice.

"Grandma'ma," I began, knowing that if our grandmother said yes, this was one of those things that would make Eliza incredibly happy. "Since Mom and Dad are out of town, why don't we got out for dinner to one of the restaurants on Waverly Place tonight?" I asked.

For whatever reason, ever since Eliza was little, she has loved eating out, and I knew that it would be the perfect thing to cheer her up in a time like this, where she was starting to feel slightly abandoned by our parents.

"That is a great idea Juliet. When you get home from school we'll go see a movie and then go out to dinner." Grandma'ma said with a huge grin.

"Really Grandma'ma! Jules, let's get to school, I want this day to go by fast!" Eliza said giddily as she ran out the door.

I followed her with both of our lunches in my hand, shaking my head and laughing. I felt a pain in my forehead and I knew a vision was coming, "Eliza, come back. Take these and go to the car. I'll be there in a minute." I shouted at my little sister. She ran back in and took the lunch bags and headed back out. Grandma'ma came over to me and offered me a glass of water. "Thank you." I said drinking the water quickly. If I can catch a vision coming early enough I don't have a head splitting head ache for the rest of the day, hopefully I caught this one early enough.

The kitchen faded away from me and instead I was in a ball room and there were people dancing everywhere in ballgowns and tuxedos wearing masks. Happy dance music was playing and everyone seemed to be having a good time. I saw a the girl from my vision the one with the long black curls wearing a purple dress dancing with the werewolf from the vision. I wasn't sure if they were the exact people but they looked similar enough to them, that I believed they were. I saw what looked almost like Justin dancing with a girl wearing a deep red dress, that I recognized as my self for a moment. The two of us were dancing in the most carefree fashion I had ever seen, it was the most carefree that I had ever seen myself. The was a man standing in the corner of the dance, wearing a completely black tuxedo, and a black mask that covered his whole face, he was staring at Justin and I dancing like it was his job, and then in a flash he disappeared in a cloud of smoke, and I fell to the ground... The sound of shattering glass brought me back to the kitchen, I had dropped the glass that Grandma'ma had give me, to try and make the vision not as bad. I knew the moment that I came out of it, that the water had not helped.

"Here Juliet." Grandma'ma said handing me a huge water bottle and some migraine medicine. "This should help. Now head off to school." She finished giving me a hug.

I nodded my head, popped the pill in my mouth drank half the bottle of water and left the kitchen. My head was killing me, and I knew that today was not going to be a good day.

My prediction about the day had been completely and entirely true. The day dragged on, English lasted forever and I couldn't even come up with any coherent statements about Jane Eyre which made no sense because I have read that book from cover to cover so many times. The whole time in English when Ms. Windom asked me questions and I couldn't answer, Justin looked at me with a look of pure concern that almost broke my heart. I had to stop looking at him after the first ten minutes of class I just couldn't take it today.

AP Bio was a disaster. We were supposed to be dissecting frogs today, and the moment I got the scalpel in my hand my head shot up with pain and I couldn't do anything but drop it. I went to the nurse and got some Tylenol in the hopes that it would help but it didn't.

Now it was lunch, it was only noon, and I already just wanted to curl up in bed underneath a rock. I was sitting by myself eating my peanut butter and jelly sandwich and attempting to read my book, which happened to be The Wonderful Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum, one of my favorites, and a reread. The pain in my head, however, would not let me focus to save my life, I kept getting flashes of the same vision from this morning through the course of the day, and my head was killing me at this very moment.

I reached out to grab my water bottle, and saw that it was missing. I looked up from my book and saw that my water bottle was no where to be seen. I searched my bag and it wasn't their either, I could feel the feverish look come on my face as I tried to find it. I needed water, and I needed it fast.

"Here." A voice said that I recognized a little too quickly as Justin's. Justin handed me my water bottle, it had apparently fallen off of the table when I had grabbed something.

"Thanks." I said as I took the water bottle and drank half of it.

"Are you okay Juliet? You've seemed off all day." Justin asked sincerely as he sat down.

"Yeah I'm fine. I just have a migraine." I said faster than I probably should of. I didn't want Justin to ask questions, but my talking faster than I normally would, I knew that he was going to be suspicious.

"You shouldn't be at school if you have a migraine, how are you even focusing at all right now?" Justin asked curiously and concerned.

"I get migraines a lot. Don't worry I'll be fine, I just have History and Study Hall. Easy classes. I'll be fine." I replied drinking more of my water.

"You should get medication for that."

"I do actually, I took it this morning, but I never miss school, so I wasn't exactly going to miss today now was I? Can you please leave me alone, my head is killing me, and if I can just get through lunch I'll be fine." I answered more annoyed than I wanted to come off as.

"If your medication isn't working than you should go home, come on, I'm taking you to the nurse, and she is going to call your parents and they are going to pick you up even if they are rich and snobby celebrities." Justin said. I totally ignored the insult to my parents, and it didn't even offended me because I knew that it was completely and totally true.

"One problem, my parent's are in LA right now, and it's easier for me to just say at school instead of my Grandma'ma freaking out when the school calls." I said releasing my arm from the grip that Justin had put it in when he tried to yank me up out of the chair I was sitting in. "I'll be fine. Don't worry." I said. Touching his hand that had been on my arm slightly to try and convey my message. I grabbed all of my stuff and headed off to the library praying that he wouldn't follow me and force me to go to the clinic.

I was able to convince my study hall teacher to let me listen to my iPod while working on my homework, instead of sitting there in the study hall room with everyone chattering loudly. The classical music helped my headache a lot surprisingly, and by the time that I got home it was greatly diminished. That may also have been because Grandma'ma brought my migraine medicine into school so I could take it at the nurse's office.

"JULES! YOU'RE HOME!" Eliza shouted loudly as I entered the kitchen to get a glass of water. Her loud shouted sparked back up my headache and gave me another flash of the vision.

"Hi Eliza." I said softly chugging my glass of water. "Could you quite down a little bit, I have a really bad headache."

"Sorry Jules." Eliza answered whispering as she sat down next to me and gave me a hug.

Eliza and I just sat in the kitchen for a good long while doing our respective homework, me helping Eliza when she needed it, and her helping me occasionally as well, I was still having major issues focusing, my headache had come back at full force the moment I tried to focus on my homework.

"Alright girls, ready for dinner and a movie? Or I guess it is a movie and dinner since we are going to see the movie first." Grandma'ma said as she entered the kitchen with shopping bags hanging on both hands.

"As ready as we're ever gonna be." I replied with a laugh. "Come on Eliza, put your homework away and get your shoes on." I added to my little sister. Eliza followed my directions expertly and obediently. I would have to give her the 'go your own way' speech one of these days, she just listened to easily.

I put on my own shoes and the three of us exited through the kitchen and walked down the busy New York City streets to the closest movie theater. Eliza insisted upon us seeing the latest My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic movie, because yes they do make movies of those apparently. It was surprisingly not completely terrible. After the movie we headed back to Waverly Place to find some place to eat dinner at. We considered the Late Nite Bite, but ended up choosing to go to the Waverly Sub Station.

The three of us walked in, and I found my self enthralled by the corny theme of the restaurant. It was decorated to look like a Subway Station. The three of us found our way to an open table and sat down. We looked at the menus for a few moments before I waiter came.

"Welcome to the Waverly Sub Station, what can I get you?" A voice asked that I immediately recognized as Justin's, I couldn't help but to think 'shit', I did not want to deal with Justin right now, and I knew he would ask me how my head is, or how I was, and I was only thankfully that I was with Grandma'ma and Eliza not my parents, because they would have a cow and ground me for the rest of my life, if they were in this situation. "Juliet? It's good to see you how's your head?" Justin asked innocently, not knowing the trouble I would be in later for that simple and friendly remark.

"Hi Justin. It's... um... better... but not really. This is my Grandmother, Myrtle Mae Marcum, and this is my younger sister Hero, but I call her Eliza, as does just about everyone." I replied politely, ignoring my grandmother's stare. "Could I please get some water to start out with?" I asked.

"Sure, and you two?" Justin asked, he had smiled at them politely when they were introduced.

"One Sierra Nevada please." Grandma'ma said with a soft smile. She has always liked beer with her sandwiches.

"Could I please have pink lemonade?" Eliza asked with her adorable smile.

"Got it. I'll be back with those in a few minutes, and then I can get the orders in for your sandwiches." Justin said with a smile and stalked off to the kitchen.

"Juliet. You know the rules." Grandma'ma said sternly as soon as Justin was out of earshot. "I'm going to let this slide because your parents aren't home and you have had an incredibly rough day today, but you cannot let things like that happen Juliet. You know what the rules are, and you know what the consequences are if you break them." Grandma'ma finished just in time for Justin to drop off our drinks. "Thank you Justin." She said with a smile.

"It's no problem Mrs. Marcum. Now what do you all want to eat?" Justin asked with a smile that made his blue gray eyes shined, I had to look purposefully down at my menu to not look into his eyes.

"I'll get the Little Italy." Grandma'ma said with a smile as she handed Justin the menu.

"Can I please have the macaroni and cheese?" Eliza asked exactly how she had with the lemonade. I love my little sister to death, and it is moments like this, that I just cannot get over how adorable she constantly is.

"Sure, so that's a Little Italy, and a Mac & Cheese, what about you Juliet?" Justin asked.

"Oh, I'm not going to get anything, not really a good state to eat, if you get what I'm saying." I replied with the smallest smile I could manage as I handed him the remaining two menus.

"Oh, okay, your food will be ready in ten to fifteen minutes." Justin said with a smile as he walked away.

Grandma'ma didn't bring back up the topic of the rules, or my breaking them for the rest of dinner. Instead, Eliza, her, and I all goofed off and joked around, which included Eliza quoting the movie we had seen. We were all laughing, and I was too even though it was taunting my head even more, and with each laugh I got an enormous shoot of pain.

"I've got one Little Italy, and one Mac & Cheese, who are these going to?" A woman asked us as she held two plates up.

"The Little Italy is me." Grandma'ma said, and the woman put the plate in front of her.

"I got the Mac & Cheese Mrs. Justin's Mom." Eliza said with her goofy grin. That made sense, thinking back on it, if you put the two of them together they look exactly like mother and son.

"There you go sweetie." She said putting the bowl of Mac & Cheese down in front of Eliza. "And you must be Juliet. I'm Theresa Russo, Justin's mother. It's a pleasure to meet you. Justin went to get something for you. Some old family head ache cure or something from his Dad's side of the family, I don't know. Sometimes it's best to not question your kids. Enjoy the food." Mrs. Russo said with a smile and left the table.

I couldn't think of why Justin would whip up an old Family headache cure for me, I mean I would be fine by tomorrow afternoon most likely, I didn't need some old family headache cure, it wouldn't work any better than the migraine medicine.

The three of us sat there eating peacefully, well Eliza and Grandma'ma sat there eating peaceful, I just sat there. It wasn't until they were both nearly done with their food that Justin showed up again, with a piping hot mug of what looked like hot chocolate.

"This is just an old family cure for headaches. I thought it might help." He said with a smile as he took the now empty plates and bowls and handed Grandma'ma the check for the food and drink.

"Thank you." I said with a soft smile as Grandma'ma got up to pay at the register.

While Grandma'ma was paying I took a sip of the hot drink. It was fantastic... at first. It cooled my head and I stopped feeling all of the pain, I saw everything in the Sub Station perfectly and there were no problems, until my head filled with earsplitting pain and I had to bite down hard on my lip to prevent me from screaming. Another vision came to me, the things I saw, the pain I felt for the people they were done to wretched my heart in half and I felt the pain of it. I managed to bring myself out of the vision just enough to tell my grandmother that I needed to get back home right away, she quickly obliged.

The moment we returned to the brownstone, they helped me get back up to my room. I laid down in bed fully clothed and let the vision take over completely. I saw myself being bitten by what looked like a vampire, and my blood falling around in pools around me, my body laying in what looked like an office but was covered with books and things that looked magical. It woke me up many times throughout the night, and every time I would try and reassure myself that this vision was just my mind playing tricks on me, but every time I thought that, that tiny voice of reason in the back of my head chimed in and reminded me that I was a seer, which just made the pain and the visions worse. Because when you're a seer, there is a .01% chance, if not smaller that your vision won't come true, and I know from experience that I can't spend my whole life hoping that one vision will fall in the .01%.

a/n: well here was chapter two. I really am loving writing this story, it's strange, almost as if it is writing itself, which as a writer and aspiring author is a blessing because it makes the writing bit a helluva lot easier, but I am just so interested to see where this is going to go, because even though I have the basic idea already I'm not really certain of anything. I referred to Jane Eyre because I am taking AP Lit next year and that is one of the books that we have to read for our summer assignment, I mentioned The Wonderful Wizard of Oz because it is my favorite book of all time and it will come into play later. I made a My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic movie for my friend Tara, and my other friend Steph, even though they will probably never read this, because Wizards is not their cup of tea the reference is there for them. Lolz. I hope y'all enjoyed this chapter, and please remember to review!

xoxo,

Lexi

p.s. to Anna101, in response to your review, the family is not vampires, but there will be a vampire coming into this story later on and it will be explained. :)

p.p.s. I am updating this chapter way earlier than I planned because I am leaving for the beach tomorrow, well I guess today technically, and I will be gone for a week and be unable to write or update any of my fics until the evening of the 17th at the earliest, so I thought I'd update this earlier to give y'all something to tide you over. :)