(Yolanda's POV)

The week was so wonderful, from everything to getting to be well known to everyone to being a big shot's girlfriend and attending the games. I feel like a queen. But tonight was the night to top then all, The fall formal, the biggest dance of any high school ever! Jay had gotten me the most beautiful gown in pale peach colors, light orange and red ribbons and ties, and a small green pocket handsewn to the front of the dress fpr my money and my phone. Done by Jay himself. It was so prefect, he thought of  everything even our transportation, he rented a limo for everyone attending. The night was fun and we danced and danced and danced. I think I danced so much I couldn't feel my feet...atleast I couldn't feel the pain of houses of dancing. I didn't feel most pain these past few days.

Thinking back on it now, it was strange. A nose that shoukd have been broken, a ankle that should have been sprained...now blood in my dancing shoes. And I can feel it. I'm scared, I cant feel pain I feel like only the good feelings remained. Am I dreaming, am I dead? The world around me in a blur and my limbs begin to grow heavy, the mirror infront of me showed me as I was in the labyrinth, I held my head and sudden rushed of pains hit my body. I scream as the mirror shattered from my bloody shoe colliding into it, my body reacriving bedore my mind could. I feel like I'm falling until both my mind and my body colliding on a soft sheet and silk pillow. The only think of one thing to say.

"What the hell is happening..."

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(Hey guys. Im sorry for such a long wair for this chapter and also im sorry it's so short but I felt like it worked. Comment any suggestions or concerns you guys have and id you enjoy it please vote. Bye Bye!)