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Casey's breath was shallow, and her heart felt like it was still in the pit of her stomach, where she swore, it had dropped when she saw the boy's face. She probably would have sat there on the hallway floor for a long time if Derek, who had still been by her locker when she knocked into the boy, hadn't come over to her.

"Casey. Casey, get up." he said.

She heard him, but it didn't quite process.

That was the boy. I know that was the boy. How is this possible? Casey thought. Her mind was completely racing. He was even in the same clothes I saw in my dreams. Jeans. Red shirt. Gray zip up hoodie. I just...there has to be a logical explanation for this...there has to...

Derek leaned down and shook her shoulder slightly. She gasped, and jumped a bit, startled, even though he had been talking to her. It was like she had been in a trance.

"Case?" Derek asked, hesitantly. When Casey looked up at him she was surprised to see concern in his eyes. "Are you okay?"

"I-I'm f-fine." Casey said shakily. Derek extended a hand, which Casey took after a second. Then he bent down and gathered the few books she had dropped, and handed them to her.

"Case, you may not believe it, but I'm actually a little worried about you." Derek said, looking into her eyes, as if searching for something within them. "You were being weird this morning, and now..." Derek trailed off.

"I'm fine. I promise. J-just be outside after school so you can drive me home, okay?" Casey said.

"Okay. Are you sure-"

"Really. I'm fine." Casey said.

Derek nodded, and after a couple seconds, turned and disappeared into the crowd of students in the hall.

But the truth was, Casey wasn't okay. She was the complete opposite of okay.

She was shaking, and her breathing was still a little rough. And she had the worst feeling in the world wrapped up in her gut. If she hadn't felt bad earlier, with the dreaming replaying itself in her mind, she certainly felt bad now. It was like a giant shadow had crept over her.

I want it to be, but this can't be coincidence. Casey thought to herself.

Suddenly she felt like she had been dropped into her own nightmare.

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Casey rushed out through the schools double door exit, out into the student parking lot.

God let me be wrong. Let me be crazy. Please... she thinks to herself, as she looks out into the lot full of cars.

Nothing...nothing...nothing...nothin- Jesus Christ. She thinks.

Because, there was Derek, leaning against his car, a sleazy red-head in a halter top drooling all over him.

No, no, no, PLEASE, no... she thought, turning a little, hoping not to see what she feared would be there.

Oh, shit. Because there was the boy she ran into in the hall. The boy from her nightmare. And there was the guy who had killed him, strolling toward him nonchalantly. Then he reached him.

Casey dropped everything and started running toward the two. Push one has just occurred, and the scrawny boy was on the ground. He was picked up by his collar, about to be pushed up against the car.

And right before he is about to be stabbed, and right before Casey jumped on the older guy, Casey screamed as loud as she could, "Derek!"

It was a bloodcurdling scream, that certainly got Derek's attention.

Casey jumped at the distracted older boy. He stumbled, but threw Casey off him, and she hit the pavement hard.

She opened her eyes to see him take a knife out of the waistband of his jeans. He leaned down toward Casey, to put the knife against her throat, but she got in a kick to his groin, and he stumbled backward.

It stunned him, but he recovered quickly. And he was pissed off. He held the knife, ready to stab her in the chest.

Casey screamed, and closed her eyes, waiting for the blade to rip through her flesh, and for the pain to come. But it didn't come.

She opened her eyes to see that Derek had come behind the attacker and smashed him over the head. They were now in a battle over the knife. She watched as the blade, which is pointed at Derek, inched closer and closer to him...

But somehow Derek managed to get the knife pointed down, and then he pushed himself into the guy, who then toppled over. The knife dropped, and slid away from both boys.

Derek then grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him up, before delivering a punch across the guys face that sent him to the ground.

That's when she saw the school's campus officers rush through the double door exit. Derek turned, noticing them, too. The attackers original victim had run off into the school to get help after Casey had jumped the guy.

Casey and Derek were both distracted for the tiniest second. But that second was enough time for the guy to jump for the knife and plunge it into Derek's side. He screamed in agony and fell over.

Casey tried to get up and go for Derek, but the guy swung at her with the knife. He was close enough to slice through the material of her shirt, leaving a large gash on her right arm. He then hit her over the head with the butt end of the knife.

That's when the campus officers jumped him.

She watched it all, as if in slow motion. Seconds later, she heard the sirens of an ambulance.

Oh my God, Derek. Casey thought.

She tried to stand up, but her legs felt like jelly. She felt herself fall, but never felt the impact of hitting the pavement, because everything went black.

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Okay, it's a little rough, and kinda short, but I tried.

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