Fantasy is Overrated

Arianne is a regular girl. She is a straight-A student, a member of the Art Club, and a believer of reality.
Drake, on the other hand, has a secret. He skips classes regularly, yet still manages to get good grades. He disappears often. He admires Arianne, who secretly likes him back.
One day, when Arianne is tasked with finding him, his secret comes out... in the worst way possible.

"Drake?" Arianne called. "Drake where are you? Ms. Dorian is looking for you. She might go ballistic." Arianne wasn't the type to talk about teachers like that, but she knew that was what Drake responded to. Sure enough, he appeared.
"Ms. Dorian? Who cares about Ms. Dorian?" He asked incredulously. Arianne sighed.
"Can you please just come back to class? Ms. Dorian said I'm not allowed to come back unless I'm with you." She admitted.
"Why? Doesn't she believe in fantasy?" Drake asked curiously.
"Because I stood up for you. And fantasy is overrated. They were going to expel you. Now come on!" Arianne said, raising her voice a little. Drake smirked.
"Why don't you come with me?" He stretched out his hand. Arianne hesitated, then took it warily. As soon as their fingers touched, there was a bright flash of light, and Arianne felt her consciousness fade.