School Of The Unsolved

Into It

She had to be. There was no other way. She wasn't going to just wake up with that mark. It was only there because she had been there when Geoge had been attacked. She could have also been attacked. She could have also been the attacker.

We both didn't know the truth.

I hoped it wasn't just us two. I hoped others had also not remembered. I turned to Dean who had once again looked more confused than ever.

"do you remember?" I asked in hopes he would say no. If we all didn't remember then that meant we were all on the same boat. It meant that I could have been anybody. That was all I wanted at this time.

The boy shook his head "no" he whispered. I felt my heart shatter for a second. Things had gotten real. "but I did have a dream"

Blair looked at him confusingly. It was one of the only times where they actually played attention to each other. They talked of course but the way they looked at each other was different. I hoped they would move past whatever happened in the summer. It seemed like they had both been stubborn.

"Dreams are just the beginning," Blair said as she turned back and stared at the ground.

"It wasn't scary. Like they were for you" he said to Blair "ever since I left the hotel I felt like apart of it stayed with me. That part is the dreams. The dreams aren't always bad. Last night was the worst. I want scared but with the things I had seen I should be been"

Blair began to shake her head "its like opposite for me. It just leaves me sometimes. I try to hold on to everything but it's hard. It was like the moment I left the hotel everything started to fade away. That's my problem" It seemed like things were slowly getting worse with every sentence.

"The truth is I can't remember it but I remember it being bad. Right when I woke up those were the first words that came out of my mouth. It was like I knew" said the boy as he tried to make it make sense. I hadn't known what happened over the summer. I didn't know that it didn't connect to this. I also knew that it never really stopped affecting both Blair and Dean.

All of this had been crazy. I didn't want to talk anymore. I was afraid if what I would find out by just talking. I didn't want to know more. I would figure things out later. Now I had other thoughts on my mind.

I was worried. I was worried that it would happen again. I was worried I would lose the people I cared about. I hadn't even talked to Kennedy and Josie in like a week. We had both been living our separate lives. Now want the time for that. Who knows who would be next.

If things continued.

I needed to see them. I needed to make sure everything was ok.

I picked myself up from my bed and began to head towards the door " I'm going to make sure everything is alright" I announced as walked right out the door and into the crowded hallways.

People were all rushing around. They were pushing each other and also giving each other ominous looks. I knew that things in the school wouldn't be the same for a while. I knew people wouldn't trust each other for a while. It could have been anyone. It could have been me.

My brain was messed up at this point. I didn't know what to think, what to feel, what to say, I didn't know anything and it was getting to me. I just wanted a nice calm school year but that wasn't what I was getting.

I turned a corner and headed up the stairs. I was going to check on Kennedy. She was the one I was worried about the most. she was the only one who couldn't really fend for themselves. Blair had become good at it and That had been Josie's thing since she was small. Kennedy hadn't been like that.

I would say she was like me. She was oblivious to a lot of things. The only difference was that I had always been good at making choices. It was like a blessing. Even when I don't know anything I always knew what to do. Kennedy was fully oblivious. She never had any clue what was going on and she never really knew what to do about it. She was pretty prone to making mistakes.

I quickly moved down the girl's hallway. I hated there hallway. I always felt like I was getting judged every time I walked through. This time was different. The hallways were completely empty. Not a single person decided to be on the third floor. There no reason why. As far as I was concerned the third floor wasn't cursed. I was pretty sure nothing was wrong with it.

I turned the corner and instantly felt a hard pull back. I looked back and my eyes instantly fell on the culprit.

Marceline.

I wasn't surprised it was her. She was probably the only person here who actually hated me. She made that very clear over the weeks. She looked at me angrily. Both her hands were locked on my shoulders.

"I know it was you," she said as her grip got harder. I stood there as questions flooded my mind. Was she there? Did she see something? I hoped neither of those was true.

"of course you would think that," I said "of course it had to be the person you don't like right? Or is that just a coincidence."

"don't play stupid with me. I knew ever since you got here. There's nobody who would do that. Except you of course.

I looked at her in confusion. I was just waiting for her to get her point across.

" I saw the way you looked at Marc"