AN: I don’t always write stupid chapters like this, I promise. Honestly, it’s off of a dream I had, and I always have stupid dreams.

I was just sitting in my science classroom, chillin'’, when I heard some echo like a book being dropped. I flicked my head around to find its source when I found a tall, muscular male, about my age. Now, usually I thought nobody was good enough for me, but he made me feel I wasn'’t good enough for, like, anything. And when the teacher pointed to the chair next to mine, I wanted to hide. But the kid still came over and decided to put all his stuff behind my chair so I couldn’'t leave easily. Thanks a lot, asshole.

The worst thing was, though, he had to hit me with his stuff as he dropped it. Thinking back on this, I’'m all like, What?!, but that'’s how it happened. He hit me right at the base of the neck, where the back curves; first came his book bag and then a textbook. I tried to growl something at him, but no sound would come out of my mouth. He grabbed me by my waist and lifted me into a funny position, with my hands holding me up on the table and my knees bent; like an in-the-middle-of-about-to-sit-down-position. It was an awkward position and everyone had to be staring at me, but when I looked around they were all gone.

He brushed a short, thick paperback book against my face, which was soft because it was so old. The cover was tattered and everything. I usually would be creeped out, but I was happier than I had ever been. He lifted my shirt to the waist and part of me was begging me to go back to normal and beat this guy’s ass but a more dominant part asked me to keep going, because it all felt so good. For the first time, I actually squealed and giggled like a little girl.

Then the room disappeared and I was in a giant with blur, a glow, and I could see my silhouette in front of myself. It was glowing yellow, and I felt the warm sunshine on me, but he was still the one embracing me, blocking the sun but still delivering the warmth. “"Mother Europa sent me,”" he whispered. Then everything faded away. Europa…. Uh, was she the goddess of the flame? How many kids did she have, again?

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I woke up in science, face down on the table, my arm raised and right hand making an O, like I was holding a bottle and just passed out. I lifted my head and dropped my hand, smashing my invisible bottle.

"“Good morning, Olivia,"” said the kid next to me. I turned to look at him, and yes, he was real after all.

"“I see you had, uh, ‘grape juice’ with breakfast this morning,"” Ha, ha. You'’re so funny? "“So like you."”

“"You don’t know me,”" I growled, glaring at him. And grape juice? Seriously? Where did he get that one?

Mrs. Craig strolled over to my table. “"Honey, we can’t accept sleeping in class…..."” Oh, great, first I meet a stalker pervert and now Mrs. Craig gives me a demerit. I bet you’'ll lower my grade to a 70, too, huh?

“"Oh, I do know you.”" He grinned at me. “"I'’ll tell you more later."” The bell rang at that moment and he ran away.