It's Prohibited? (A Teacher/Student relationship!) ON HOLD!! SORRY

It's Prohibited?: o8

– One Week Later –

I was in the car, my brother’s car. I wanted him to pick me up, I haven't seen him in ages, and well to me it seems like ages. I've only been in hospital for over a week. I had a full body cast which was in white, one for my wrist and hand and one for my ankle; they were in a purple shade, not sure what shade though. The passing shades of blue, green, brown and various gun metal colours blurred into one. It reminded me of that time way back, when we went to the MI6 HQ. I felt my eye's burning with tears but quickly wiped them away before any questions were asked.

“Hey what do you want to do when we get home?” I was suddenly jolted out of my thoughts when he started talking to me. I looked at him rather dumbly.

“I just wanna go sleep!” I replied in a monotone voice. I wasn't bothered at all. Mr Conoway has my work, I'll call him later on to see what he has done with my work. How am I going to work properly. I can't write, and there's a test coming up, I think either Maths or Geology. How the hell am I going to do that.

My vision started to blur a little jolting me out of my thoughts, my safe place! I felt tired, maybe that's why it's blurring. I closed my eyes tightly, and then opened them. It sort of helped. It was only then, did I notice the time, mind you it was dark. It read 21:23. I was discharged quite late, they wanted to make sure I was 'fit' enough to go home. Now I just wanted to go sleep, I've got school tomorrow. It's going to be long. Most of my lessons are down, one lesson up. Laurence will help me first lesson. After first lesson I'll go to Mr Conoway's room, I'll also stay behind after the lesson too. It'll be easy to stay there and not get trampled on. I smiled at the thought. It felt like I had swallowed butterflies. It felt weird! I was only thinking about him, it's not like he was here.

We arrived at the back of the house, there were lights still on. I waited in the back seat until my brother came out with the wheelchair. He parked it right outside the passenger door. I wasn't even going to try to open the door, my body still hurt. Even the slightest movement hurt. I guess I wasn't so used to the pain. The only thing now was to see how much more of it I could withstand before I couldn't feel much pain, before it's just a numbing sensation. He helped he out and into the chair. He wheeled me up to the house, where we were greeted by Holly, Mum and Eden. I wasn't listening to any of them, so I had no idea what they were saying. I closed my eyes slowly as I was succumbed into sleep.

–Dream–

I fell from the tree only to find that I was in the MI6 building again. I don't know what I was doing here. I was wondering trying to find my way out. I found the door leading out, I ran straight to it. I opened it eagerly, to my horror, it was a brick wall. I started to panic, I was never going to find a way out now. I turned my head around as I heard a faint scream in the background. When I turned my attention to the fake door, it wasn't there. It was gone. Where the hell has it gone? I started to ask myself. I closed my eye's to try to calm down, which helped a bit.

Ahead of me was three hallways. I looked down all of them wondering which one I should take. I decided to go the right path, hoping I'd get somewhere. I made my way down slowly. As I made my way down I glanced at all the doors, to my right and my left. They all had different names on them. I heard voices and looked straight ahead. I saw three people there. They didn't belong here and neither did I. They all looked old fashioned. Suddenly there were gun shots, I turned my head backwards to find that I couldn't go back in that direction, it was closed up!

“Your not meant to be here, are you?” A girl around my age asked.

“No and neither are you!”

“None of us are meant to be here,” A man of about 25 replied.

'There's a room for all of us!' an eerie voice said. I looked up to see where the voice was coming from.