Tori walked towards her locker, happy that the schools hall had cleared already, everybody having left for lunch break. She dragged herself towards her locker, mentally drained and exhausted. Next to everything else going on in her life she now has to deal with something she didn't think existed or was even possible outside a fantasy world. But it was happening to her now, and Mandy's reaction only confirmed that she wasn't imagining some dumb stuff. It confirmed that what she saw wasn't only her mind going crazy and making things up. It was real. It were things that genuinely happened. And for whatever reason, she woke up that morning with the ability to see them.

She leaned on her locker, bringing both arms up and covering her head with them, her hands resting on her head as she gripped her hair in desperation. She had to face everyone again now. She had to see her friends again, and she knew that she couldn't dodge them this time. She had done so for two weeks already, and as good an actress as she is, they are getting suspicious. It was hard to hide what stress had done to her in two weeks. Even with heavy make-up, the rings under her eyes stood out. She would space out all the time, even while people where talking to her. Even when she focused on them and what they were telling her. Her usual tan has been replaced with a tired, paleness that only stands out on her more.

She slapped her locker with the palm of her hand, again and again in utter desperation, the loud thuds echoing through the empty hallway while her hands missed the lights on her locker by sheer luck. She wanted to scream, to curse and yell at something. She wanted to hit something. She needed a release, and she needed it as soon as possible. She didn't even notice that she had begun crying, not before she felt them drop on her arm. She wiped them away, knowing that crying wouldn't solve anything now. Then she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket a moment before she heard the sound. She took the phone out of her pocket. She had a text from Andre.

"Ditchin us again?"

She sighed, knowing that she couldn't avoid them now as much as she wanted to. She put her phone back in her pocket and began walking towards the Asphalt Café, breathing in deeply in an attempt to calm down.

Once outside, she directly walked towards their usual table, where the rest of the gang was already seated. Cat was telling something to Robbie, who listened carefully and never removed his eyes from her. Andre and Beck were talking about a movie while Jade kept stabbing the salad she had in front of her. Tori walked past the Grub Truck, not feeling hungry at all. She hadn't for a while.

"Look who's here." Beck said once he saw her walking towards the table. Everybody's attention turned towards her, something she didn't want at the moment.

"Hey girl. Finally eating with us again." Andre said as he moved a bit to the side, making some space for her to sit. Tori, however, decided to sit on the fourth bench of the table, across from him. She never understood why nobody sat there, but that empty space only for herself was a blessing for her.

"Not really eating. I'm not hungry." She said as she sat down.

"Why are you wearing a hoodie?" Robbie asked.

"I feel cold for some reason. Maybe I'm catching the flu." She answered.

"You alright?" Beck asked, his voice more serious.

"I am. Just caught up in work. Don't worry." She lied. She didn't tell them about the situation at home, and she definitely wouldn't tell them now about what has been happening to her since waking up. They wouldn't believe her, anyway. She wouldn't believe it herself if it hadn't continued happening.

"Aw, can't little Tori handle a little stress?" Jade asked in her usual Sweet Sally Peaches mock voice.

"No. It seems little Tori can't." Tori said with a sigh, looking down at the ground, hoping to avoid the look she knew her friends were giving her now. When she felt someone touch her left arm the next moment, she jumped out of shock. She looked at that side to see Cat looking at her, her hand draw close to her body.

"Tori, what's wrong?" Cat asked in a concerned voice.

"N-nothing. I… I was lost in thoughts for a moment and you surprised me. That's all." Tori said, absent mindedly pulling the sleeves of the hoodie over her hands.

"Tori…" She heard Andre say. She knew that she screwed up now. She had to tell them something. But she didn't want to lie to them anymore. It would only make things worse for her. So she settled with the next best option.

"I'm…having some trouble at home, that's all. Trina is driving me crazy as usually and my parents have been arguing a lot lately. So don't worry, it will get better." She said. It wasn't the whole truth, but none of that was a lie. She only left out the part of her mother cheating on her dad and running off with his colleague and her dad having completely changed since then. But that was something she wouldn't tell them. It was something she had to deal with herself. It was something none of them could change anyway.

"I'm sorry to hear that." She heard Beck say.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Robbie asked.

"I didn't want to think about it, honestly. I had hoped that I would wake up one morning and see them again sitting together at the dinner table, drinking coffee and talking as they always did. I guess I'm still in denial." She admitted. "So I've had trouble sleeping recently. That's why I'm a bit… off and spacing out all the time."

"You need to eat something. Here." She heard Andre say. He got up and walked over to her, and before she could react, he placed his plate with two slices of pizza on the table and his other hand on her shoulder, slightly touching her neck. Again, everything went white for a moment.

In the backyard of a large house with a large tree, a young African American boy was kicking a ball around. He was around eight years old and ran around happily, shooting the ball through the backyard. An older lady, who was in her mid fifties, watched him happily as she sat in her chair, enjoying the beautiful weather. Then the boy shot the ball really hard with his full force and kicked it up high on the tree, where it got stuck.

Tori snapped back from the vision, realizing what just had happened. She had seen one of Andre's memories. But it couldn't have been it. It was only a ball getting stuck in the crown of a tree. It couldn't be his worst memory. But she noticed that his touch only lasted for a moment. Maybe that is why the vision was so short. Maybe it was only the beginning of a memory. But that would mean that how long she has physical contact with someone influences how much she sees. With the teacher and that guy in the hallway it was merely a bump, a second of contact, where she saw only a few seconds of what had happened. But with Mandy, her hand had touched Mandy's for a bit longer, showing her the whole vision. So maybe that was what happened with Andre now. But there was something else in this vision. It left her with a feeling. A feeling of guilt. She didn't know why she felt it, but it seemed related to the vision.

"Tori!" She heard him say. She turned towards him, seeing his worried expression as he stood next to her.

"S-sorry. Spaced out again. I'm just really tired I guess." Tori said, trying to retake control of her mind again.

"Maybe you should go home and rest." Cat said in a concerned voice.

"Maybe I should." She said, nodding slowly while she turned her gaze at the ground, trying to avoid any eye contact. She got up and wanted to walk away, grabbing into her pocket to pull out her car keys. Her hands were shaking though, and she dropped her keys. She crouched down to pick them up, but she had no idea that Beck had the same idea, touching her hand in the process. Again, everything turned white.

Beck was sitting at a table in a white room, talking to someone in a hospital gown. The woman's face looked strange; her gaze was glassy and distant. She didn't seem to react or notice to anything he had said. Beck sighed and patted the woman on the hand before getting up.

The sudden vision hit her like a ton of bricks. She lost her balance and fell down, slowly regaining her senses again. She noticed that now everyone there was looking at her.

"Do you need a ride home?" Beck asked.

"Yeah, I don't think you should drive while you are like this." Robbie said.

Tori only shook her head as she snatched the keys out of Beck's hand quickly and turned around, speeding off towards her car and not caring for a moment that everybody had seen her break down just now.

She didn't know how she got home. She didn't know how she hadn't caused an accident in the mental state she was in. Luck seemed to have returned to her for those few minutes. She unlocked the front door and locked it as soon as she was in the house. She knew that her dad was at work and that Trina was still at school. She ran upstairs into her room and shut the door, locking it too. She didn't want to see anyone now. She didn't want anyone to see her. She needed some rest. Fatigue and stress must have driven her crazy, and now seeing all those visions didn't help. Drained, crying and with her whole body trembling, she took her phone and shut it off, not wanting to hear from anyone now. She let her arm fall and let the phone drop out of her hand as she got into her bed. Tori buried her head into her pillow and let the sobs she had been holding back all this time escape her body.