Part 21: (Mark's POV)

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I couldn't believe what I had just witnessed. Emily totally kicked Jackson's ass! It was one of the best things that I had ever seen. After the whole fight, we went up and congratulated her for being so brave. I don't think she realized it, but she had done a lot for all of the kids that have ever been victims of Jackson. She was the most bad-ass person that I had ever met. I would have never expected something like that from her. After the fight, we all decided to walk each other to our classes. Emily stayed back for a moment to talk to Carter, while we kept walking. Inside, I longed for the kind of love that Emily and Carter had. I used to have a girlfriend, until she moved all the way to England. I turned around to them and said: 

"You guys coming?" They said nothing as they walked down the hallway to join the rest of us. For first hour, I had history. Nobody else was in that class with me, so I felt slightly lonely. Today, we were learning about the Great Depression. I guess I never knew that things could be so happy one minute, and the next it all turns to shit. Pretty much The Great Depression in a nutshell. People would party the night away without a care in the world, and then the stock market decides to crash. Anyways, I stopped paying attention after that. The subject was so boring, I slowly drifted into sleep.

I felt a sharp, horrible pain. I was in complete darkness and I couldn't see anything at all. Suddenly, a light brighter than I had ever seen flooded over the room. After my eyes adjusted, I looked down at myself. There were 5 different knives in my body and blood everywhere. I tried to yank them out, but they wouldn't budge. I began to panic as I heard my name being called. Mark....Mark...Mark....

"Mark!" I jolted awake. Thank God it was just a dream. I rubbed my eyes and looked to see the history teacher glaring at me. I assumed that she had caught me sleeping. 

"Uh.. I'm sorry." The teacher cleared her throat and kept teaching the lesson. That was definitely one of the strangest dreams that I had ever had. But what did it mean? The bell rang, and I set off to consult the others......

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