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Chapter Three

Ian's POV surprise!!

Monday, Nov. 13 5:38 A.M.

I wake up with a massive headache. I probably shouldn't have gone to that party last night. I probably shouldn't have had so much of... Whatever that drink was, but it seemed like a good idea at the time. I climb out of bed, I mean the couch. Couch? Oh shit. Where am I? Eh, who cares. I'll just leave. I get in my car, and thankfully find the keys in my pocket.

I arrive home just after 6 am, and take a nice shower. I get some clothes on, get some deodorant on, and grab some breakfast.

"Ian, Honey, where were you last night?" My mom called up from somewhere downstairs, causing me to jump. I turn around and head down to the dining room.

"I was just at a friend's house, mom. We were studying for the finals coming up. Sorry I didn't call, I left my phone in my room." My mom walks over with a plate of wonderful smelling bacon and eggs. She kisses my cheek, and I return the favor. I finish breakfast, and head out the door. I yell back "Thanks mom! Love you!"

She hollers back something like "Love you too," but I'm already out the door. My car starts up perfectly, just the way I like it, and off I go to hell-otherwise known as "School".

I pull into my spot, and head to first period. I say "Hi" to a few of my friends and people who acknowledge me. Most people in the school know me. Well, I say they "Know me" but they only know I exist. They don't know my past and that kinda thing. I know I probably sound really dark and like I'm trying to be the bad boy, but it's true. Nobody's ever tried to get to know me except my main group of friends. There were a few chicks every so often, but none of them are really my type.

Anyway, back to the present. So now I'm in Math class. I'll be honest, not one of my better classes. I suck at math and don't care for the teacher either. The teacher is always barking at students, and yelling at us. She's so annoying it makes me want to drop out. First period goes by with no work. Every kid had to ask like 20 damn questions, so she couldn't teach a single thing.

I head over to second period Spanish. I get there and take a seat. This is probably my favorite class besides History at fourth period. I try and focus on Spanish, but I can't focus. Today seems... Off. I'm not sure how exactly, but something inside my gut is telling me to get ready. Oh shit, I'm not gonna vomit am I? Before I know it, the bell rings and it's time for third period.

Today is really flying by. It seems like I make it to third period in a second. I sit at the desk of papers with my pencil twirling in my hand, and I can't help but stare at this girl's Snapchat. She's going through her messages, and there is one contact (I can't tell who), and for some reason, she looked... Gorgeous. Normally I just say a chick is hot or something, but this one was a bit more than the other's I've seen. Today definitely is weird. Just as the next picture loads, I notice something familiar, then the snap is over.

I finish my work, and the bell signals the end of third period. I grab my stuff, and head to my locker to get my-damn, I forgot my lunch at the house! I'll just buy a lunch. I turn around and smack into something that makes me freeze in place. The girl in the snapchat pictures. Not only that, but... What the hell? I'm seeing... everything. Oh. I know what this is.

I open my mouth to talk, but she beats me to the punch. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to run into you, I swear!" Everyone is staring at us, and she's making a very unnecessary scene. I don't know what to say. I remember her now. I had a massive crush on her in my freshman year, but I never asked her out. I still have to keep up my reputation as the bad boy, however.

"It's fine, don't worry about it" I manage to speak while keeping the raspy tone present. She just sat there, staring up at me like I'd just been shot. I reach my hand down, hoping to break her from her trance. After a good few seconds, I sigh and spit out "Do you want help, or are you just going to stay on the floor all day staring?"

She says "Oh, yes please," and reaches up to grab me. I haul her up, and my eyes flash again with whatever happened earlier. Everything is so detailed! I've only seen this moments ago and now! It was amazing. The walls were glowing, her face was glowing, everything and everyone was so... Vibrant! I can't explain it, but I'll just say: I never want anything to go back. Then I remember that I have to look and act tough.

She looks at me with this... dumbstruck look on her face. Her jaw is on the floor, and her eyes are looking at me, stunned. I let go of her hand, hoping she didn't see it too, and of course, she has to say it.

"Did you see that?!" she asks, ecstatically. By now, everyone has moved on, and gone to lunch, leaving just me and her in the halls alone.

Acting dumb, I say "See what?" Seconds after I utter those words, I feel my heart shatter. She has a look in her eyes, and clearly she could see whatever it was I saw. I feel bad, because it seems that the vision I had meant something to her. She gets a new look in her eyes, and she looks down towards the ground.

"Oh, uh nothing" is her response. Really? Nothing? Okay, two can play that game princess. She gets off the floor, and tries to walk around me, but I'm not done with this conversation. I grab her arm, and instantly get stunned by the new world I've stepped into. I can't imagine going back to the dull dimension I was delivered from.

I try and ignore the universe, and ask "Hey, what's wrong with you? What are you doing?"

She tugs away, and acts like she's fine-She sucks at this. "Yeah I'm fine. Are you sure that you didn't see anything?" I want to say 'yes' with all my heart, but I need to know what I'm getting into.

The words that come out of my mouth next shatter whatever pieces are left of my fragile inside.

AUTHORS NOTE: So? Taking a look from a different angle can change things, can't it? Looks like Ian isn't what he seems... Hope you guys liked it. I would like to thank my best friend who didn't want credit; for helping me write this from Ian's POV. I couldn't have done it without him.