A/N: Listen to the song for the chapter:

"My Love" by Sia

The song was part of the inspiration for the story. So yeah, happy reading :)

When I was younger, my mother used to always love to mix tapes over each other and then listen to them. Of course I believed she was just being different; but sometimes, I would peek my head into her bedroom and listen to the way the different sounds collided with each other. It sounded so different, just the thing my mother devoured.

After she died, I never listened to another mixed tape again. That is until death. It was ironic really. The sound of Gran's sobs begging for me to respond, the sound of a siren closing in on the car and then finally...Amber's scream?

DAY ONE

"Did Jerome steal my clothes again?" Amber groaned, her back turned to me as I rested in bed. I gasped for air as I sat straight up, dragging my blankets with me. My two palms shaking, and my back sweaty. I felt nothing within my body, it was like I wasn't there. What happened?

My mind raced to the night before, Gran calling, me getting into the car; that deer. All the pieces were there but I just couldn't fit them together. My body ached uncomfortably. Amber turned to me.

"Sorry Neens, if I woke you up." She apologized not really convincing and it all sound too famillar. "S'okay." I swallowed, my throat scratchy like fire was threatning to burn my mouth if I dared to open my mouth. The words I said didn't feel like mine, like they belonged to a Nina from thousands of years ago-I felt like I was reading off a script, something designed so perfectly; so that everything fit, but where did I?

"Amber, what day is it?" I managed to draw myself from my thoughts.

Amber turned to me, her blond hair swishing as she did so; she was wearing her pink pajamas...just like yesterday? A weird sense filled my stomach and looking at Amber started making me feel uncomforable. "It's Thursday...big Bio test with Mr. Sweet," One of her perfect blond eyebrows arched.

"Did you not study, because if so...thank-you...I didn't either! I was too busy last night going over stuff with Alfie about our Reletionship agreement." Amber sounded relieved, as if not doing work was; well, a lot of work.

Thursday...but it should be Friday? My thoughts returned to what she had said.

"Nina?" Amber looked concerned, her usual clueless thoughtful expression replaced by a serious one.

I didn't answer, I was too lost in my thoughts now. Forget the awkward feeling but what was going on? What happened, who was doing this, why was this happening? I wanted to scream but I thought about the burning feeling talking set on me. Instead I slipped out of bed and pulled on my slippers, my body still sore. Right now I had to find Fabian, I had to talk to him. What if this is a message from Senkhara? Not that I wouldn't tell Amber but...like last time that risked her life along with Patricia's, Alfie's, Fabian's, Joy's and Eddie's? "Sorry Amber...I'm hungry." I lied without even looking at her.

"What about my fashion crisis!" She whined as I slipped through the threshold.

My body hit his in the hallway. Fabian was smiling, did he not know?. "Hey, you! Was about to wake you...you and Amber are late." He stated and I pulled him into a hug before he could continue, my arms wrapped around his torso and my head rested on his shoulder. It took him a minute to register that I was hugging him; when he did he wrapped his arms around my torso and rested his chin on my head.

We didn't usually do stuff like that-just randomly hug in public; was it freaking him out? But right then I would've done anything to ignore the reaccuring sick feeling that grew in my stomach. I had to settle with that. It was just a dream and whatever it meant, I couldn't bother to think about it right now and instead think about how good it made me feel to be in his arms. But even then the image of me lying on a paved road with blood trickling down the side of my head kept replaying itself.

I pulled away and Fabian had a smile on his face. "What was that for-?" I gave a humorless laugh. "What can't a girl hug her boyfriend?" Once again the words don't feel like mine. Fabian laughs and I couldn't help but do so too because his laugh is contagious.

"Come on...let's walk to school together."

Once I am dressed in my freshly ironed uniform I have to look in the mirror before I leave. Honey coloured hair pinned back, just a little bit of blush-that I swear Amber puts on me in my sleep-brushed over the cheeks and a phony smile stares back at me. I tried acting collected when I got ready but that picture of me dead, still replayed over and over like a plague sketched into my head.

I walked to History with Fabian and Amber-who was still dressed in her pajamas-quietly. Fabian was slightly annoyed that I invited Amber to walk to class with us, but the paranoia in my head; forced me to make things happen that hadn't happened before. And if that meant Amber ruining 'Fabina' time-I would do it.

"Ms. Millington, Ms. Martin and Mr. Rutter, do the three of you care to enlighten us with why you are late? And Ms. Millington, dress code at the Academy is very strict and applied...you should now that." Ms. Valentine scolded as we walked into class late. She didn't even look up from her papers that scattered her desk.

"Well, Ms. Valentine...I am making an independence statement..." Amber started-her hands drumming against the strap of her messenger bag-but trailed off not knowing what to say next. She looked back at me with fear and a helpless look traced in her eyes. I wanted to say something but my lips were sealed with fright. That look-the one that rested in Amber's brown eyes-was the look that my eyes held in that image of me dead.

"Well, Amber go see Mr. Sweet, he might be able to see that you can find something to wear seeing as Trudy wants no Anubis residents back at the house as she is doing some spring cleaning." Ms. Valentine directed with a frown.

"YOU MEAN LOST AND FOUND!" Amber groaned and looked at me with a 'how-could-you?' expression on her face. She turned around and stormed out of class. "Fabian...Nina... seats."

I walked over to mine and Fabian's seat thinking about Amber's face. I hoped she would cool down. Fabian is sitting before I am and Ms. Valentine begins the lesson. I rushed to sit quickly and pulled out my binder. Wait? I hadn't finished my homework assignment from last night? Suddenly a cold feeling trailed down along my back. The image of me dead is replaced with darkness and brown eyes staring at me, the eyes of the deer; eyes of death.

"OK, I will be collecting last night's papers, if you are finished you can have a free period." Ms. Valentine started grabing papers offered to her by students. My heart began to pound and I closed my eyes hoping that maybe when I open them it'll be Friday. "Assignment Nina?" I opened my eyes and Ms. Valentine stood in front of me. I groaned internally. Fabian looked at me expectantly.

"I didn't do it." I muttered. She sighed and gave a knowing look. She turned to Fabian and he handed her his sheet. Obviously still angry, he got up and began collecting his work. I grabbed his wrist.

"Fabian...after lunch. I need to talk to you, it's important."

"...so you think Senkhara is behind this?" Fabian asked while our intertwined hands swung back and forth. I had confessed, confessed about the dream; that's what I called it-a dream. "Yeah." I whispered quietly and not because we were in the Frobisher Library but because I felt self conscience. I must look and sound crazy to him. I blushed and look down at the wooden table where we are sitting at.

"Fabian...I think that yesterday...I died. And now I'm alive again. Amber wearing her pajamas, me not doing my assignment. It's just like that dream that you me and Amber shared last term. Where it is a dream and then it comes true...has the same thing happened to you?" My voice sounded deflated when I finished talking.

"No." He said.

I pulled my hand out of his grasp. When he said that the sinking feeling in my stomach raced ahead to my heart, making it hard to maintain my steady expression. "Look Nina, it hasn't happened to me but I want you to know that I will help you with this. Remember you said that you...died...in the car accident, right," He continued. "All you have to do is not get into the car, then no car accident. Problem solved!" He smiled and I couldn't help but return it.

He leaned in to kiss me, a smile still on my lips; as his lips moved on mine slowly I thought about how he was right. It was simple...no car, no accident.

"Yum, Trudy this is good." Alfie smiled his 'Alfie Laugh', as he stuffed his mouth full with pasta. I smiled too. The day was almost over which meant I was hours away from Friday. After my talk with Fabian I thought about how it would be for everyone else. If I died yestereday would they be mourning over me today...which would be their Friday but my Thursday? It didn't matter though, because the real Nina was here. Sitting at the dinner table in Anubis House laughing with her friends.

Gran called and I picked up. I told her that I was not feeling too well and it hurt to lie but I had to. Tommorow I would wake up, all of this would be over. What was worse? Lying to my Gran or dying in front of her?

I wanted to stay awake until midnight. My eyes never left the clock in my room. My head was comfortable in my pillow, a smile on my face. Amber slept quietly and when 11: 59 came by my heart beat sped up. This was it. This was Friday. Suddenly my door opened and Trudy walked in, her face illuminated in the moonlight shining in my room.

"Oh Nina, there is terrible news...your Gran died in a car accident."

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