Hey! I thought about doing this since you've helped me so much with this story

NinjaPrincess: Thanks Here's the chap! =D (And I'm trying to write no less than 1000 words)

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NightStand: I know details always seem to run away from me lol. I'm trying to fix that.

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AND HAPPY NEW YEAR'S EVE!

BE HAPPY PEOPLE! THE WORLD KEEPS SPINNING!

I stood there, gaping at the nurse as she left my mom's hospital room. No, this was not real, this was just an illusion. I tried repeating that phrase over and over in my head but it was kind of hard to believe it when I couldn't see Kierran anymore. It was as if I really was back in the Mortal Realm and he was far away, in the Nevernever.

Even the smell seemed real, the smell of sickness and worries. I've always hated hospitals.

Memories from all those years came crashing at me. Those were real. I refused to believe that I had somehow caused my mother's death. I had enough to deal right now with the whole World's-going-to-end-if-I-don't-hurry-my-butt thing.

The hospital room was simple. Just a nightstand next to a bed in the middle of the room, with a couch at one side of it. The couch where I had spent studying and sleeping many times.

This had been like a second home.

I shook those thoughts away and stood next to my Mom. Whoever was making me go through this hell again really had some guts.

I had to keep reminding me that this was just an illusion every some minutes, to not to go insane. What was I supposed to do here? Kierran had to be nearby and I couldn't help laughing when I imagined him at my side and me talking to nonexistent people. I must look nuts for him!

My stomach growled and I realized I hadn't eaten anything in the whole day. With one last look at my mom's resting face I slipped to the door to grab something to eat from the cafeteria.

As I passed through the door, the scene changed and I was back at my old highschool.

Okay, so no food?

I noticed I was right in front of my old locker and no matter what I did, I couldn't move from there. Just then, Kyle, a boy from my English class was rounding the corner. I used to have a big crush on him, back when I thought I could still change the fact that everyone kept forgetting me.

He stopped to talk with a few friends and had a resigned expression in his face. I saw him inhale deeply and then he turned towards me. I wanted to really go back in time and smack Past-Summer for being so blind, I should've seen this. Or maybe I did, but was too busy checking him out to notice that clearly coming towards me was the last thing he wanted to do.

"Hey ummm..."

"Summer" Yeah, that's my name douche

He flashed me that lopsided grin that had almost every girl on her knees. "Summer, I know it's kind of late for this, but, would you go to homecoming with me? If you don't have a date already of course..." His blond hair was strategically done so that it looked messy but at the same time hot.

The words left my mouth without permission. "Yeah, sure"

Kyle smiled. "I'll go get you at 8"

"Until then"

I dreaded what was next. I had already lived it, I didn't need to do it again.

The school faded and I was in a car. Something wet touched my shoulder, and Yuck I realized it was Kyle's tongue there.

Oh crap.

Now I knew where this was going. I gritted my teeth, I had to get out.

"We're alone now" He whispered attempting it to make me a puddle because of his voice. But I was not, I was disgusted and wanted him to stop. But I knew he wasn't going to do that, we wouldn't stop.

Apparently, the otherworldly being in charge didn't think it was necessary for me to go through the whole deed, so I found myself at school again.

My heart was in the clouds, all giddy and excited for what had happened the night before. My mind, on the other hand, made me want to throw up.

I'd never forget how happy I had been when I thought Kyle felt something for me.

Kyle was laughing with his friends, as every morning. I didn't need a mirror to know there was a huge grin plastered in my face while I jogged towards him.

"Hey Kyle"

He turned and smiled politely. "Hey"

Silly Past-Summer smoothed her wild red hair "Ummm I was thinking we could Go to the movies or something later, since I don't have homework for tomorrow"

His friends laughed and elbowed him, he shooed them and grinned at me.

"That'd be great"

I wanted to scream, I wanted to punch something, to crawl in a hole and die, but I couldn't. Past-Summer felt bold that day, she thought the world was hers because she had done it with Kyle, but things weren't like that.

"I had fun last night" I told him.

That's when he raised an eyebrow at me. "Really? You went to Homecoming? What's your name? I don't think I saw you"

You, son of a mother...

Now I was beyond pissed off with myself, because I had been so stupid. I had actually cried when he had said that. Instead of kicking his groin or something.

But, hey, I could do that now, right? I raised my knee and he bent over, covering his ejem parts. "Are you crazy?! Why did you do that?!" Kyle asked angrily, glaring at me.

What was I supposed to tell him? Because he forgot me? And how was that his fault? It wasn't. It was mine.

I barely registered the fact that now I could change the memory -I hadn't kicked him in real life -It was a memory, right? Or not? My head was a mess, I didn't understand anything.

I glanced around. I was in high-school not in the Faery world...So that had been a dream? I couldn't remember. There was a mist covering my mind and I felt something was missing.

Is this real?