Heya hey hay! I put off doing homework to write this…I DID IT 4 UUUUUUU!

Anyway, in all that's been going on, I kinda sorta forgot to thank all of you wonderful people who read and review. THANK YOU! YOU MAKE MY DAY! 3

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Ok, so now that my silliness is over, I have some actual announcements..

First, I'm sorry for not updating on time for my fics…better late than never, amiright?

Second, I have a lot I'm working on right now, so I'm probably going to less on time than usual.

Third, the music for this fic is posted at the bottom of my profile page, so if you're interested, look there. Some people are bothered when I post the musics here, sooo….yeah.

Thanks again for putting up with me!

Chapter Six: Water

The blue closed over me, enveloping me

The water embraced my body

Recgonizing me

As a person

That I could die

And I could

So I did…

….

"Jack!" A strained whisper reached my ears

"Hmmm?"

"Jack, wake up!" The voice said again, louder this time, "Wake up, before the teacher catches you! This is the third time today!"

I sighed and turned a bit so that my face wasn't pressed up against the cold surface of the desk. Frannie, a little Scottish girl in my class, stared at me with big blue eyes. They resembled the water from my dream; and her hair…looked like fire. She had woken me, again. I almost felt bad about falling asleep in class then. It caused other people too much trouble. But, it's not like I could help it. Those drugs Mrs. Cindy gave me were helpful at night but not during the day…I can't stop sleeping.

Maybe I overdosed.

Before the teacher returned, I pushed myself out of my desk and stumbled into the hall. Fog clouded my mind, swirling in dusty circles. I tried to clear it. Nothing. Not really in control of my mental facilities, I wandered around the school until the final bell rang. Students streamed out into the hallways, pushing me this way and that. Images flashed around me, surfacing in the mist of my mind.

A fire

Screams

Simons eyes as we killed him

That boy Piggy; he hadn't visited me yet. Probably never would.

Maurice that final minute before the hunt

The island

Ralph

Somehow, I ended up in the choir classroom. When the mist finally lifted, I was sitting in the shattered glass of the window, cold air blasting my face, scattered notes broken around me on crumpled white sheets of paper. Everything was toppled over, aside from the stands. Had I done this? I couldn't remember…Though the evidence was surely there. My hands bled from the glass where I might have punched it in. Something brushed my cheek lightly. I jumped and pressed myself against the wall. Ralph stared at me with disappointed blue eyes.

"You haven't been visiting me." He said plainly, "I have been waiting for a while."

"H-how?!" I stammered. How was he here?! He was just another part of my dream, wasn't he? How…There was an artificial air about him, however. A slight shimmer in the air that made me believe that all this was merely another figment of my wild imagination.

"Those drugs are…" Ralph started, then shook his head. "Never mind. You've just taken one too many, that's all." I bit my lower lip. Was any of this real? Could I even trust myself anymore?

"G-go away!" I screamed. Frantically, my hand found a drumstick from one of the knocked over kits, and I threw it at him. The object flew right through him, splintering against the far wall. Without thinking, I hurled myself at the rogue spirit. The same thing happened to my body. I stood up, rushed and out of breath, and looked around. There was no one there. Hot tears rolled down my cheeks, cutting tracks in the blood where my hands had left it. I was a mess, and not the hot kind. But I had always known that, hadn't I?

"I'm…" I was stopped by the tears. They were persistent in blocking any attempts at talking. I pushed them out of the way with a blood-soaked sleeve. "I'm sorry…please come back…I didn't mean it."

"What was that?"

"I said I'm sorry!" I screamed louder. Something gripped my shoulder.

"Jack!" A voice cried, "What are you blathering on about? I've been sitting here for ten minutes, at least! You threw a freaking drumstick at me! What's wrong with you? I've been looking everywhere!"

I looked up. It was only my teacher…What had she seen? What did I look like, from her perspective? "Ma'am, I-"

"Save it, Merridew." She ordered, "And clean yourself up. You look like you've been through a meat cleaver. You're parents are worried sick about you as it is…" I wiped my nose with my sleeve and used the wall to pick myself up. My hands really were covered in blood, so that part was real. The choir room was a real mess as well. The teacher dragged me out into the hall, off to the office where my family was probably waiting. Everything was dark, the lights had been turned off and the moon had risen in the sky. How long had I been here? I wasn't sure I wanted to know. Something clattered out of my pocket and onto the tile flooring. The teacher stopped in her tracks, stooping to pick it up for me since I was obviously too out of it to notice.

"Is this yours?" She softly said, placing it in my hands. The object was a metal name plate, like one from the choir stands. It looked new, but had blood all over the edges like someone had cut themselves trying to pry it off without a screwdriver. In my handwriting, sloppy yet recognizable, was one word. It was a potent word. It was a word I had said little, yet thought of often. Something that stuck to my tongue on its way out of my mouth, like peanut butter.

Ralph

I had made this tag for him

Because…Because…

That night, I had a dream.

….

Dun dun dun…Recognize that last line? Yeah, I thought you would…If you don't, I'm just telling you, it's from the first chapter. Also, I'm sorry for being confusing about how everyone died. They died in the fire, just in case you couldn't tell from the intro to the first chapter…Sorry

Now, time for REVIEW RESPONSE!

All-uu-need-is-love and 11oclock~

Thanks! I'm glad you like it, and I hope you'll continue to read! Thank you for reviewing!

AzmariaHarmony

I'm also glad you like it! I answered your question above, I believe.

Melonkatze

YOU'RE BACK! XD it's the meloncat! I'm very pleased that you enjoy all my fics. Not many people read them, so I'm happy that you do!

Princess Warrior

IT IS THE BEST BOOK EVER. OF ALL TIME. It's interesting that you read it for a world lit class though….hmm…

And yes, Jack was a really interesting character. He's so driven by emotions, it's insane. So, I had a very hard time trying to find an environment, and come up with a place where I could put him. This fic came to me while I was listening to my IPod one day and I just thought: BY JOVES, I'VE GOT IT! XD. Anyway, yeah. I'm having a sweet time writing this. I'm glad you like it!

'Kat'

First off, I don't like your choice in alias. That disturbs ME. It makes me feel like you are mocking me in some way.

Second, this is a FANFICTION. Clearly stated by the fact that you are on . There are much more disturbing things on this website than what I have written. For example: In the book, Ralph and Jack never make out or…other things. But, obviously, there are fics about that. I'M NOT SAYING I DON'T APPROVE, I'm just saying, it's fanfiction, and it's AU.

Also, for me, Jack was sort of a protagonist. My favorite character was Roger, and that drove me to root more for Jack, so…yeah. And your last complaint against me, that was supposed to be addressed in the last chapter. Although, I doubt you'll ever read this again, unless you are a troll, which is debatable. My point is, I'm not going to stop writing because of what you think. I love writing. Some of my writing isn't for the faint of heart. In fact, most of my writing isn't even posted yet. If you don't like it, I don't mind. I LOVE WRITING. And that's all that matters.

Not to sound like a complaining, whining, self-centered little bitch (cuz I'm not one, I hope), but THERE.

*Sticks tongue out*

Sorry for acting like a three year old.

I'm also sorry that half of this chapter is comments made by me…I usually don't do this, I just felt I needed to…

ANYWAY…THANK YOU FOR READING! PLEASE REVIEW IF YOU HAVE THE TIME! THANKS TO ALL OF YOU KIND PEOPLE WHO DO, EVEN THE BAD REVIEWS! I LOVE YOU ALL ANYWAY!