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Chapter Three

I woke up in the middle of the night sweating. My black hair stuck to my face. It was almost as if something else had been controlling my dreams. But I couldn't remember any of them.

I climbed out of bed and walked into the bathroom down the hall. I looked like crap. I turned on the water and splashed my face with some cold water. I could hear whispers. But I was too tired to pay any attention to them.

I walked out of the bathroom and went down stairs to the kitchen so that I could get some water. I got out a glass and filled it with water. Something grabbed me from behind. I quickly turned, but nothing was there. My heart was beating fast. I emitted a sigh of relief and walked over to the stairs. I heard Jazz scream. I dropped my glass and ran to her room. She had her head in her hands and she cried.

"Are you okay Jazz?"

She looked up and whipped the tears from her cheeks. She nodded. "I'm fine, I-I just over reacted. I thought that someone grabbed me.

I paused. Hadn't I thought the same thing a minute ago? Yes, I had.

"It's okay Jazz. It's probably nothing." Sincerely I wasn't sure if what I was saying was true, but I tried to assure Jazz.

"I know Danny. Did I wake you up?"

"No, I was awake anyway. We should get back to sleep anyway." I walked over to the door, just as I opened the door, I could hear my father's voice.

"It's done!" he screamed.

"Shh, Jack, we don't want the children waking up. We'll tell them in the morning. Okay?"

I looked back at Jazz. I knew that we were both thinking the exact same thing. What's going on?

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"Danny wake up!" Jazz screamed while shaking me.

I opened my eyes and looked at her. "What?!"

"We're going to be late for school. Get up!"

I sighed and pulled myself out of bed. "Get out so that I can get ready," I pointed to the door to my room.

"Fine, but don't fall asleep again." She walked out of my room, closing the door behind her.

I sighed, and got dressed in a pair of jeans and white t-shirt. I ran my fingers through my hair and picked up my sneakers. I sat down on the side of my bed and pulled them on my feet. Next to my bed I picked up my book bag and stuffed my books into it.

I opened the door to my room and walked out. "Alright, Jazz, let's get going."

Jazz grabbed my wrist and pulled me down stairs. "Come on Danny, we're late!"

Jazz climbed into her car. I climbed into the passenger's side. She quickly buckled herself in and pressed the gas pedal.

Within about two minutes we were pulling into the school parking lot. Jazz quickly parked and got out of the car. I followed suit, figuring that she was probably right. No one was outside the school. I followed Jazz and ran inside.

The last bell was just about to finish ringing, when I walked into the class room and quickly made my way to my desk.

Lancer was glaring at me. I quickly looked away and pulled out my homework.

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"Hey Sam, hey Tucker," I said as I walked out of my last period class.

"Hey dude, you okay, you seem kind of out of it lately."

"Yeah, I'm fine; my parents finished the ghost portal though."

Both Sam and Tucker looked at me. Simultaneously they said, "really?!"

I nodded. "Yeah…nice hair Sam, you got it cut yesterday?"

Now Sam's hair reached her chin. She was wearing a black shirt and short black skirt. She smiled at me and slightly blushed.

"Yeah, thanks."

"You're welcome…Tucker, what are you doing?" I looked behind Sam and saw Tucker acting like a girl in love with someone. His hands were clasped together and he put them next to his head as he fluttered his eyelashes. Sam turned around and slapped him.

I laughed and we walked out of the school. I had told Jazz that I would walk.

"So, Danny, have you seen what the ghost portal looks like yet?"

I shook my head, "no, my parents said that they would announce that it's done today."

"Then how do you know?"

"Let's just say that my dad is really loud."

Everyone agreed with that. We walked the rest of the way to my house in silence. Just thinking our own separate thoughts.