The Prophet § Beginning of the Future

Chapter 3 / Dreaming about Exams

'Isabelle's POV'

The first lesson of the day was maths.I felt like I was about to cry, puke or rip my eyes out.Maybe all three at the same time.

Thankfully Laura was sitting right next to me and I had confidence that she would stop me before I did any serious damage to myself.

I didn't listen to anything the teacher said until she said the unholy words.

"Please put your homeworks on your desks."

Oh shit.Homework?What homework?Which homework?When did she give it?Why did she give it?What is the meaning of life...

Okay I got a little dramatic there.

Seeing my distressed face Laura raised her eyebrows in a 'where is your homework' kind of way.

I made incoherent noises as I tried to come up with an excuse.Would the good old 'forgot it at home' excuse be too cliche?

"You forgot it at home?"Laura questioned me in a sarcastic manner.She had practically read my mind.

"Naturally"I answered with a perfectly serious face.

Just as I was gonna ask her what the homework was (for real this time) ,Carry walked in.And by walked in I mean she threw herself into the classroom like she didn't have the power to carry herself.

Everyone was shocked because Carry never came late.Never.She would hitchhike a ride from a serial killer to school rather than be late.I really don't understand her sometimes.

And not only was she late she looked like well...hell.How can I explain her appearance in words?

Basically she looked like how I did after one of our sleepovers with Laura.There was a huge(according to Laura it wasn't that big)spider right next to me bed.You know that little space between the bed and the wall.Yeah there was a freaking spider sleeping right next to me.So I did what any smart teenager would do.I stayed up all night with a flashlight and watched the little beast.Fortunately neither Laura or I was harmed.All thanks to me and my sacrifice of precious sleep by the way.

Now back to Carry who was trying to straighten her weirdly messy hair.It almost looked like she had been shaking her head all night.

I was guessing she wasn't in a heavy metal concert or that she didn't have a Dobby crisis and started hitting her head on tables last night so what the hell had happened to her ?

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She didn't waste any time before coming over to us once the torture (maths) was over.

"Are you okay?"I immediately asked.I knew she still felt kind of bad about telling us.

"Yeah , it's just lack of sleep really.I don't understand how you guys stay up all night reading books our watching Tv shows.I've only done this once and how I feel like I've been hit by a truck. "I smiled.

Only if she knew that the true truck was the one that hit you with the emotions.

"You're right.We should be paid for fangirling you know.I mean we are constantly stressful, we never get enough sleep and we are almost always in front of a computer.How is that any different from being a banker?"Laura complained.

"Well I don't think bankers really enjoy whatever that they're doing and they need to go through school to be able to be a banker."I tried to explain to Laura.She scoffed.

"Well they don't have to deal with dead characters and stubborn OTP's though do they?"

I had to agree with that one.Just as Laura was going to express another opinion on why fangirls should be paid Carry interrupted her.

"Guys I think I'm going crazy."She said after taking in a big breath.

"Well we would know the feeling."I answered half jokingly half truthfully.
Craziness was kind of our expertise.

"Why would you say that anyway?"Laura asked in voice much more serious than mine.

"Dreams.Just these goddamn dreams."She said while moving her arms for a dramatic effect.I took a step back to make sure she wouldn't accidentally slap me.

"What kind of dreams?"Laura asked.This time she sounded curious.Well so was I .

"I actually keep seeing an exam.The same one every night.I've been seeing it for the past 3 days.Like we don't
have enough exams in school, now I dream about them too.Next thing you know I'm married to exams with a baby in the way."

I didn't make a comment about that last statement because I really didn't. know what to say.I mean we all know bad sense of humour is a side affect of sleep deprivation.That would explain Tumblr.

"You didn't say anything about it yesterday."

"I had just seen it twice and the images wasn't very clear.I had already forgotten about it when I arrived at school.But last night I wrote down everything the moment I woke up from the dream.And then I spent all night
doing research on dreams."She said with her eyes closed.Wow, she must be really sleepy.

Then she suddenly ran back to her desk and took out 3 pages.She ran back to us and shoved the pages in my face.

"See.Those are the questions."

I grabbed the papers from the sleep deprived girl and ran my eyes over them.

The questions weren't very hard especially since English was my favourite lesson.They were about Crime and Punishment.The last book we read as homework.I understood that it was a punishment for us but for which crime I did not know.

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"We are having a pop quiz today"As soon as those words left the teacher's mouth I turnes towards Laura with disbelief.

It couldn't be the exam Carry saw.Nope, no way.

I kept my gaze glued to my pencil case as the teacher distributed the papers.I was too scared to look at them.

When I finally gathered my courage and looked at them.I noticed something.I had seen these questions

This was the exam Carry had seen in her dreams.

I let out a big sigh.Maybe our lives weren't so boring after all.