I woke up right where I had gone down, about an hour later. The girls, whose names were Tammi, Ellen and Harper, along with the guys were nowhere to be seen. Maybe I had just fainted and had imagined the whole thing, but the horrible headache I had said otherwise. So did the MCR tickets laying on my stomach. I picked up one of the tickets and turned it over. There was something written on the back in red ink. It said "WE WARNED YOU," in Gerard's handwriting. "Teenagers scare the living s**t out of me." I said to myself as I pulled myself off of the floor, "This school sucks."
Then, someone shoved me back down to the floor. "Stay. Down." He said. It was Gerard. "They're coming back. With more this time. Nowhere is safe. Keep running." I looked at him like he was insane. "WHAT are you talking about? Who's comi-" But he wouldn't let me finish my sentance. His index finger went to my lips and said "Be quiet! Do you want to get killed? Wait, you got my message right? On the back of the ticket." I nodded and turned the ticket over again. "All right, I'm gonna ask you a question, and this time the TRUTH. WHAT IS GOING ON? HAS EVERYONE AT THIS SCHOOL LEFT ON THE TRAIN TO WACKY TOWN???"
He looked around, even though there wasn't anyone else in the hall and said "Okay, I'll tell you. You're a really powerful breed of fighter, whose skills date back through the centuries. I'm one too. Those girls are the 'bad guys' so to speak, and they want our fighters so they can take over the world. Our kinds have been battling for hundreds of years for control of the world. We can't let them win." I looked at him again and said "That helps clear some stuff up. The girl's leg at the field hockey game. The window at the art museum. And, a- uh, bunch of other things I've- uhm- broken... too." His eyes lit up and he said "Yes! When did that start to happen? How old were you?" I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to think "Uhh, about three years ago. When I was thirteen, I guess." I said to him. He got excited and said "That was when it started happening to me too. See, we're the same!" I nodded at him and said "All right, can you let me up now? My leg is falling asleep because you're SITTING ON ME!" Immidiatley, he got up and said "Oh, sorry." He helped me off of the floor, and then said "Come with me. We need to talk, now that you know." I followed him out of the school and climbed into his car. "Can I at least call my mom and tell her I'm gonna be late for dinner?" He nodded and I pulled out my phone and made the call. When I flipped my phone shut, the car ride to his house continued in silence.
