Kyane I don’t want you to talk to that Leo guy.

            I roll my eyes and I just keep walking with Gigi. I tried focusing on the things she was talking to me about, but it was almost practically impossible to pay attention when I had Darius yelling in my mind.

            “Kyane.” Gigi’s voice finally got my attention.

            “Sorry what did you say?” I focus my attention to Gigi.

            “Ugh it’s been a habit of yours to just completely zone out from me.” I could tell by her voice that it bothered her. I wish I could comfort her and tell her the truth. But sometimes the truth has to be kept hidden.

            “Gigi it’s not that I want to zone out on purpose its just exams are coming up and I feel like I’m going to fail.” I lied. The lie worked though, Gigi’s eyes made a drastic change, from pain to joy.

            “Oh Kyane, you don’t need to worry about that.” We’re facing our lockers when we finally managed to have a solid conversation about our future plans.  Gigi has always been with me through thick and thin, our bonds are stronger than any other friend bond.

            After we put our stuff away to go leave for class, Darius spoke again.

            Kyane, something is going to happen.

            Gigi went to go pick up her jeep and I was left alone in the parking lot. The air around me didn’t have vitality anymore. My entire surrounding didn’t feel real anymore but like a picture moment, too still to be true.

            “How did I get in an illusion?” I asked Darius. Whoever was creating the illusion knew that I was aware of its trickery thus changed the setting into a dark alley. I willed my mind to remember the school setting again. Before I left the school, I was perfectly aware of what was real thus making my connection to reality stronger.

            Good Kyane, you have your defense under control. Looks like whoever wants to attack you are taking his or her sweet time.

            Suddenly the alley grew darker and the aura felt more ominous. The attacker is planning something, or else he wouldn’t need the dark as a cover up. That’s when I got a plan.

            That’s my princess.

            Quickly with my perception I turned the dark alley into a room with the bright sun in it.

            “Aaah my eyes!” Quickly I let everything make the sun disappear and make the attacker and me be locked in a white room. (Yeah the one’s where all the crazy people have to go in for some discipline thing.)

            Honestly I had no idea who I was going to see as my attacker. Maybe I was expecting someone in a ninja suit, or a hit man someone whose identity had to be incognito. I would’ve been fine if Barney was my attacker, but no Barney wasn’t my attacker, nor a ninja… it was Leo.

            I knew it!

            I could practically picture Darius making a stupid little dance, bloating on how he was right about Leo. I was shocked to see Leo on the floor, with a gun, but I wasn’t emotionally hurt by it. I walked towards him and not thinking twice kicked him hard at his gut. My kick took the air from here, making him release his gun and grasp his stomach.

            “What the hell!!” He yelled at me. I was looking down at him with solemn expression on his face.

            “I should be asking that.” I kicked his leg hard, and Leo yelled out in pain.

            I like my princesses tough.

            I mentally roll my eyes at Darius and kicked Leo on the other leg.

            “Kyane stop!” Leo’s voice didn’t sound like a threat anymore. I got him by the shirt and lifted him off of the floor.

            “Why did you attack me?” Leo just looked at me. He looked terrified, but I was pretty sure it wasn’t because of me. I dropped him to the floor and stepped on his stomach.

            “Tell me!” I knew my eyes looked very menacing because his eyes now showed fear towards me. He closed his eyes but then he opened his lips slightly and whispered

            “Cazza…” I couldn’t make out the words clearly, but suddenly I felt my body push me away. I could no longer feel in control of my hands or breathing. I felt my soul being pulled away from my heart and body and I felt, my own mind lock my soul away into my subconscious. This feeling reminded me of the time when I was in coma, ready to die…