Two more chapters after this. Bunniez, Massie had her memory partially wiped by the enemies and Layne had her senses cut off. Sort of like Alec Volturi from the Twilight Saga.

He had ended up in the principal's office again.

It wasn't so bad, especially when he thought about the fact that he was there with all his friends, for a change, instead of alone. Even if two of his friends were out for the count and probably would not recover for a long time, and about all of the others complaining about dizziness and major headaches.

But it was kinda scary. Landon had never seen Burns so angry before. She was practically foaming at the mouth. If the situation were not so terrifying, her expression might actually have been funny.

"I'm locking you up right now, Landon. I've had it with all of you. So you can kiss all your futures goodbye, and stay in there for the rest of your lives." She spat.

There was a firm knock on the door and Principal Burns glared at it.

"Yes, come in." she snapped.

The door opened and a tall man stepped in, flanked on either side by a security guard.

"Principal Burns. I am from the Ministry of the Endowed and I'm here to see to your expulsion from this school. It seems that you have been abusing the rights of the endowed children here, and you are accused of using extreme methods of punishment and threatening students. There is much evidence against you, and many of your students have offered to be witnesses. Members of your staff have also been found guilty. You are no longer in charge of this school, and we will see to it that someone capable will take of this school."

Principal Burns was shaking in rage.

"No! I refuse to go! These are lies! Lies, I tell you! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT-"

"I have every right, Principal. Guards!"

The two men stepped forwards, dragging Burns out of the office. The man stared at the children for a while, then smiled.

"Hey, kids. If you ever have a problem, don't be afraid to contact us. My name is William Solomon, and here's my card. There will always be someone to fight injustice."

He gave them a wave before walking out the door to subdue a shrieking Principal Burns.

It had been two days, and Massie had been recovering from the battle quite well, except for the fact that she'd lost all her memories. She didn't remember anything about her past life up until the moment she'd lost her memories, and she was still wary of all the students and staff in the school.

Derrick had been in to visit her regularly, more than any of her friends. Massie had grown to like him as a friend, but at the back of her mind, something kept on bothering her. She could feel the memory of startlingly blue eyes watching her and the brush of shaggy surfer-blonde hair brushing her cheek. Derrick was nice and all, but she could never feel the same way about Derrick as she did about the mystery boy in her head.

"So, Block. When are they going to let you out of this place, huh?" Asked Derrick playfully, running his fingers along her arm playfully. But under the carefree attitude, Massie thought she could detect an undercurrent of pain.

"Block."

A flood of memories filled Massie's head as she ran across the green lawns of commons with a boy hot on her heels. They collided, and Massie fell backwards, scowling at the handsome stranger who'd tripped her. A strong, tan hand caught hers, and the boy locked eyes with her. She smiled at him, recognizing at once the blue eyes, blonde hair and sunny smile. What was his name? What…?

"Is she going to be okay?" Blake braced himself for the news, holding back a torrent of pain and anguish. He wouldn't cry here, not in front of Layne. What if she could still hear him?

Cecilia the nurse averted her eyes, quickly busying herself with papers on the desk. She tried to explain in the most gentle way she could.

"Blake, we're doing everything we can, but we can't register any sort of signal. I think she might last two days, at most. We could keep her going, of course, but when it's time to go, we can't force it on her. She'll be suffering. You would rather she left in peace, without pain, right?"

She smiled sadly.

"I don't know if the poor girl can even hear us now. Maybe she can, but maybe she's already weakening. There's a sign of a heartbeat, still, but even that's becoming fainter."

Blake sat down weakly in a chair next to Layne's bed, holding her hand.

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