Recap~

Gaara Began to cast his Jutsu while I tried to get enough air to speak.

"SAND CO--" "BECAUSE I WANT TO BE YOUR FRIEND YOU DUMMY!" I yelled out to him with all the air I could gather.

The sand suddenly released. Dropping me onto the ground. I began to loose consciousness as I heard Paris yell out to me.

The last thing I remember was Gaara standing on the rooftop with a shocked face.

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My vision was fully black at this point.

"Star!" I heard a distant voice call out to me but, it soon faded away. All I saw was black. It stayed this way for what seemed like forever.

"Why do you stay?" I heard a deep voice ask in my head. My vision was blurry but I began to see a dark figure standing in a tree in front of me. What is going on?

"I don't know" I whispered as I looked down, but, I didn't really whisper that, it was as if I couldn't control what I was saying.

"Aren't you scared of me?" The figure asked again. I looked up at the figure.

"Not at all" I replied. The figure jumped down from the tree and began walking towards me. I felt a knot in my stomach again, I thought it was fear but it didn't seem like that.

Just as the figure got close to me, my vision completely faded back to black. 

I awoke to my sister sitting next to me. I sat up, soon realizing that I was in the infirmary.

"Wh-what happened?" 

 "You passed out." Paris said. 

"H-how did I get here?" I asked which seemed to make Paris nervous.

"I-I brought you here." She replied but still seemed unsure of herself. 

I didn't want to question it but, i know that she was lying. Paris has never been able to carry my weight.

Not long after, a medical ninja came in and told me I was free to go. She then looked to Paris and smiled.

"I'll see you tomorrow" She said to Paris before leaving the room.

"Who's that?" I asked. Paris seemed excited about seeing her tomorrow, whoever that was. 

"I'll tell you later." She replied, still kind of giddy.

Me and Paris began walking home. I kept my kunai knives at that ready because, it was getting dark and I felt like we were being watched. 

Once we got home I got ready for bed. The whole time I couldn't shake the feeling someone was watching me. The only time I didn't feel like I was being watched was when I was changing. I mean, I hate that someone is watching me, but whoever it is at least they have some manners.

I got into bed and got comfy, yet I couldn't fall asleep because, I can't get rid of this feeling. All of a sudden the presence intensified. I quickly turned around to face my room, only to see someone. I stared at them in disbelief because, it looked like the one and only Gaara. 

Suddenly I could hear a crash come from what sounded like Paris' room. Out of reflex, I looked in the direction of the crash. When I looked back over to where Gaara had been standing, he was gone. I couldn't tell if I was so tired I just imagined it, or if he actually was standing in my room. I guess I will never know.