Is It Worth It? - Silver (OC) x Catradora{She-ra Behind the scenes}

Remember

[Adora's POV]

"Pull the switch and let's end this!"
"Catra, please, don't!"

"--dora.....Adora...ADORA!" I gasped awake and saw Catra's face mere centimeters away from mine. I grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her off and...flailed around in panic. 

(To be fair I didn't understand why she was just flailing all over the place...it was funny though *snickers*)

"Woah, woah, woah. Adora." Catra leapt forward, grabbed my hands and tried to calm me down. 

"Heh. Since when do you sleep in?" Catra huffed bring my attention to her. But something kept feeling off, I felt confused. 
"Where am I? How did I get here?" I asked looking around the room. Catra's playful nature shifted to one of concern. "Uh, you're in your room. Are you okay?" 

"I...I'm fine. I was just having a weird dream." I looked down, "There was something I needed to fix." I held my hand to my head, still trying to take in my surroundings. 

"Of course you dream about work." Catra laughed. "There's nothing to fix, Adora. Everything's perfect."

Perfect...huh...

"Heh, yeah." I chuckled nervously as Catra put her hand on my shoulder as a comfort. "It was just a dream." Catra got up and helped me in the process, 

"Come on, get up." Catra leapt off my bed and ran out the door. I skid to a stop and grabbed my jacket on the chair nearby. Walking to the mirror to check myself out. I popped my collar and something caught my eye. My Force Captain badge.

Almost instantly, something flashed before my eyes.

"Adora." Catra called. 

Nah they probably weren't anything. I ran to catch up with my best friend. That's a problem for future Adora.

[Silver's POV] 

A bright light.

Holding onto something.

Panic.

I jolted awake sweat running down my forehead as I took in my surroundings. I felt like I had a migraine. I put my fingers to my temples as I narrowed my eyes from the intense light trying to fry my brain. I was in my room in The Fright Zone. Regular old day. 

I was holding onto something...

Someone.

My eyes opened wide, an eyebrow raised. I looked to where my tail was. It was curled tightly around one of my pillows. Unwrapping it's grip I sighed, "Probably some fucked up dream..." my voice hushed. 

Something was tugging my mind though. Something felt off. Was I late for practice or something?

An alarm blared and I jolted. 8 o'clock, I had to get moving! I rushed out of bed and grabbed my Force Captain pin, making sure to straighten it on my shirt. I picked at my teeth and did finger guns. The alarm blared again and I cursed under my breathe, "Shit! Shadow Weaver's gonna kill me!" 

'Wait? Shadow Weaver, would've marched in here herself, about ten minutes ago....why--what's going on....something's off.' I thought as I ran through the halls. 

My eye brows furrowed deep in thought. I almost hadn't noticed when I ran into someone with blonde hair. 

blonde hair and blue eyes flashed for a split second.

"Ow...that hurts..." The person groaned as I got up. I held out my hand, "Oh shoot I'm sorry, I'm just late to practice." The meek boy rubbed his back and held out his other hand joining it with mine.