Lost In A Memory

Chapter 2

I close my locker and pull out my schedule.

"Oh yay... math." I sigh and shake my head a little, what a way to be starting the day. I turn and start down the hall towards the dreaded classroom, pulling out my phone to check my messages. Suddenly I collide with something solid and end up on my butt. Stunned I look up and see that it wasn't something solid, but someone solid. My cheeks become hot as I scramble to grab my books and papers, now halfway across the hallway.

"Here, let me help you with that." A deep voice says from above me. I mumble a thank you and keep my head down, avoiding the stares and snickers from the other students in the hallway. Just my luck, first ten minutes of school and I already made a fool of myself. I look up to see who I bumped into and am met with the most striking set of emerald green eyes.

"Allison? Is that you?" the guy says with a slight smile in his voice. I take a better look at him and realise I know him.

"Alec? Wow I-I'm so sorry, I should've been looking where I was going, it's totally my fault I-" he cuts me off with a little smirk.

"Hey don't worry about it. I shouldn't be standing in the middle of the hall. Though if it means I get to bump into a beautiful girl like this then I suppose it's not the worst thing that could've happened. I roll my eyes a little at his pun, smiling up at him. And then it hits me. He called me beautiful. I try to come up with something witty and cute to say back but my mind is completely blank. Alec Stanton thinks I'm beautiful.

"How about I buy you a coffee sometime? Yenno to make up for getting in your way." Alec says with a goofy grin.

"Oh, wow, um you really don't have to. I mean, I'd love to go for coffee sometime but really this was all my fault you don't have to get m-"

"Perfect. It's a date." He winks at me before turning around and taking off down the hallway. I stand there a little dumbfounded for a little bit, trying to process what just happened. I begin to walk to math, once again, this time being careful to watch where I'm walking. My mind finds it way back to my exchange with Alec. The compliment, the wink, the date! I mean it's Alec, we've grown up around one another. He's been in my class since kindergarten and always ended up in at least one of my classes throughout high school. Who would've thought he'd ask me out on a date. My heart flutters a little at the thought but I shake the thoughts of Alec from my head as I walk into my math class.

I sit at my desk by the window and take out my supplies. I listen to bits and pieces of the conversations around the room but it quickly comes to a stop as the teacher enters the room and begins to start the lesson. Time to focus.

The teacher drones on and on about radicals and exponents and I turn to look out the window. I watch the birds fly by and the trees rustle in the wind. Wow, I love fall. It's beautiful with all the vibrant colours, the fresh crisp air. Perfect for bunnyhugs** and hot chocolate. Maybe I'll even have someone to cuddle depending on how this apparent date with Alec goes. Welp, so much for focusing. I embrace the daydreaming and let my mind wander down a spiral of random thoughts and get lost in the daydreams....

"Somebody please help me!! Call 911, anybody, please!" The muffled shrieks from my mother ring through my ears as I lay half lifeless in the grass. I try to say something but I have no control over my body. My skin crawls at the cold clammy feeling, and I struggle to swallow or breathe, and odd metallic taste overcoming my taste buds. I see blurry lights in the distance before I feel my body succumb to the convulsions, black clouding over my vision.

When I get my sight back I'm in a bright white room, with a lot of people dressed in white. Oh god is this heaven? Did I die!? Wait... no... it's just the hospital. My body relaxes and I calm down. And then it comes back to me. The movies.. the lights.. my mom! Oh no, my mom, where is she? My mind begins to race and the fear of being here alone sets it. I blink a few times and try to sit up, soon feeling a strong pair of hands pushing me back down.