My eyelids opened slowly. The light flooded my senses along with every corner of the room. I could hear a faint beeping to the right of me. I turned my head in the direction of the noise. A heart monitor stood over me, its screen displayed my information proudly. I sighed. I would never get out of here if I kept harming myself. 'The first time wasn't my fault.' The thought crossed my mind bitterly. I sat up and grabbed the chart off the edge of my bed. 'Aelita Stones,' it read, 'age: sixteen, injury: multiple lacerations on the right hand and bruises along the torso. Recent: Overdose on Morphine. ID no. 57893016...' I put it down. Morphine, oh the irony. I certainly don't feel any pain at the moment. I walked to the counter and inspected it. Yup. I broke it alright. So I hadn't been dreaming. The glass was all long gone but the pane that once held it remained empty.

I walked to the restroom wondering why, after all the incidents I caused, they hadn't made an orderly watch over me. I only drew one conclusion: the school is cheap. I looked at myself in the mirror. A pale face stared back at me. I realized all the color was drained from my skin, not just my face. Dark circles had formed under my eyes and my lips seemed set into a frown. I turned the warm water faucet halfway then, with my left hand, splashed it onto my face in an attempt to gain back the color. I stepped out after drying my face and looked around for my clothes. They were folded on a chair, neatly, across from where I was standing.

I picked up my clothes and remembered I only had what I came in with. My dress had been washed sometime during the two days of incidents, probably yesterday. I don't remember having seen it before I passed out. I had to keep thinking about insignificant things just to feel somewhat sane.

I continued distracting myself and searched around for some scissors. I found a pair discarded haphazardly in a drawer. I cut the dress in half. I didn't need it anyway. It would just remind me of the dance and everything that went wrong. I shook my head and continued with my task. After thoroughly shredding it, I stood, threw it away, and walked out.

The linoleum floor felt cold under my bare feet. I continued walking to my room, the halls were eerily empty. I listened to the sound of my footsteps as I made my way. I stood in front of my dorm room and smiled. My world had been turned upside down yet nothing had changed.

My room felt cold and unwelcoming. I shivered. I grabbed some skinny jeans, and a white tank from my closet. I walked quietly over to the showers and threw the gown I had been wearing off. The shower filled with steam as soon as I turned on the warm water. I was happy to feel the it on my skin. After the shower, I dressed, went back to my room, threw on some shoes and grabbed my cell. Lucky me, it's still fully charged.

I called Yumi. Turns out, it's nine in the morning. Apparently people don't like being woken up at that time. Oops. When she realized it was me I could hear her shift and her tone agreed to meet in ten minutes and hung up.

"Aelita!" Yumi hugged me as soon as I walked in. Ulrich breathed a sigh of relief behind her. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I've been better but...fine, just fine."

"We heard about your little incident in the infirmary," Ulrich was choosing his words carefully. Great, now I feel terrible.

"Yeah." I'm at a loss for words. I followed their gaze to my arm. I had re-bandaged it neatly after my shower. I tucked it behind my back.

"It's worse than it looks," I lied. An uncomfortable silence began to settle.

"Aelita, what happened?" I sighed. There was no getting around it.

"The night of the dance I..." I sat down. "I have to tell Odd first. Where is he?" I was suddenly alarmed. I hadn't seen him since I'd said, since I said I didn't want to see him.

"Come to think of it," Yumi paused to think," I haven't seen him." I looked to Ulrich.

"Neither have I."

"We have to find him! I- I didn't mean it!"

"Aelita, calm down! What are you talking about?"

"I told Odd I didn't want to see him! I swear I didn't mean it!" I pulled my cell out of my pocket and hit speed dial for Odd. Ulrich and Yumi grabbed theirs and looked toward me. I shook my head.

"He's not answering. Please Odd pick up!" Voicemail.

"Okay, Yumi check around the school. I'll look on the school grounds." Ulrich demanded.

"I'll go to the factory." Ulrich gave me a worried look.

"You sure?"

"Yeah, let's go! Call if you find anything."

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Yumi searched the halls of the school looking for a even a glimpse of purple but the halls were still abandoned. Not a person in sight. She checked each floor but her efforts were fruitless, of course. She called Ulrich whose search had also been in vain. They agreed to meet up and find Aelita on her way to the factory.

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I tried calling Odd again but there's no signal out here. Strange. I could've sworn the signal was just fine out here. I broke out into a run. Please be okay.

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"Odd."Jeremie acknowledged him quietly.

"If it isn't Einstein, to what do I owe the pleasure of your company?"

"What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same question, but to tell you the truth, I don't care." He stepped forward. Jeremie watched him carefully. If he was scared, he didn't show it. But Odd knew better. "Me? I ran away. You really messed things up this time." He stepped forward again. "Aelita, she's not taking this as well as you or I, but that's to be expected right?" Jeremie was at a loss for words. Ulrich was fun to mess with when he was mad. All he had to do was hold a smirk. Odd, he was different. His eyes looked darker almost unfeeling. Every word he said had a touch of venom to it. It sent icy chills down his spine. Odd had this cool look about him. His face seemed neutral. That scared him the most. At least with Ulrich, he knew what would happen. Odd gave away nothing.

"So are you like best friends with her now or something?" Jeremie's voice faltered. Odd smirked. He didn't like it.

"Or something. Actually, she hates me now." Jeremie relaxed visibly. He could still get Odd on his side. Just a few mind tricks...

"I thought I warned you she was a tease," he started cautiously," she doesn't like anyone here. She's pretty wicked. She'll mess with your head Odd." His confidence was returning. Odd looked at him still holding a pokerface. "She used me. The night of the dance, she tried to look like she was the victim. You really think I would hurt her?" He stepped towards Odd. "She lied." His voice echoed throughout the factory. " Aelita had it all planned out." Odd looked down. Suddenly he lunged at Jeremie and pinned him to the wall.

"I don't like people messing with my mind Jeremie. It doesn't sit well with me. And you, well you just played all the wrong moves." Jeremie smirked.

"So you fell for her too. Yeah she's a bitch." Odd slammed Jeremie's head on the wall.

"You better hope to God someone comes and stops me." With that he threw Jeremie to the ground. Jeremie stood up. Odd lunged forward and punched him in the stomach. He fell to his knees. Odd kicked him down.

"Don't feel so powerful now huh? Beating up on girls fun for you Belpois?" He pulled Jeremie's face up to look at him. "How does it feel fighting someone who actually puts up a fight?" Jeremie reached behind himself. He used the rest of his strength and stood. The setting sun glinted off the black metal. He pointed it at Odd's chest.

"The thing about that, is that in the end, I always win."

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Disclaimer: I don't own Code Lyoko.

A/N: I promised it. So here it is. Battle of the blondes. Is Aelita going to get there in time?

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