After the field trip, my mom let me skip the rest of the last two weeks of school. I had already finished my finals for the year, so I didn't actually have to go to school. I was still cowering in my room, hoping I could disappear. During these two weeks from school, I was tortured with thoughts dancing around in my head. I didn't tell my mom what had happened. Why would I? What would I even say? Hey, mom sorry for crying. I just made a giant fool of myself in front of a 100,000 person audience with my celebrity crushes in the front row seat. I didn't see Remy for months until he broke into my house because 'I wasn't answering any of his calls,' and decided he wanted us to get an apartment together near his college and the one I want to get in two. North East Chrysalis University. Remy's parents were glad to have him gone, and now since I was out of the picture, my mom could finally move back home. But like I had been at the beginning of the summer, I stayed up in my room drowning in self-pity. Not like anyone cared anyway. It was the middle of August, and no one has even tried to see if I'm okay. Well, except for one person.

"Wake up bitch we're gonna go party!" A person yells while slamming the dark wooden door open. I groan and look up to see Remy, before slamming my face back on my pillow.

"Go away, Remy," my monotone voice barely audible through the covers. I suddenly felt Remy grab the blankets, trying to rip them off.

"UGH come on Verge you've been sulking in your room for far too long, just because you may have made a fool of yourself in front of your long-time celebrity crushes doesn't mean you can wither away!" He argues while dragging me out of bed onto the floor, earning a groan of discomfort." You've been in here all day!! Come on at least get up!!!" Remy insists, leaving me on the floor as he goes to open up the curtains. The thick black curtains made it hard for light to enter the room, especially with my dark purple painted walls, which added to the rooms very gloomy aesthetic. He opens the curtains bathing the room in light. I curl up in a ball covering my eyes.

"NOOooooo," I pouted," leave me alone so I can forget about life until I die!!!" I groan. Remy laughs before walking towards me, looking down at my pale, lifeless body on the carpeted ground.

"Well, I guess you don't want to see what the admission decision letter from NEC says," He says while walking out of the room. I jump up immediately grabbing my jacket, throwing it on while running after Remy. I stumble a few times, running into the doorway. I run past Remy to the table. Looking for the mail on the table, then searching through it, before I hear a whistle. I turn around seeing Remy leaning against the wall in the hallway arms crossed, holding the letter with a smirk. I march towards the coffee-loving boy, snatching the letter from his hand. I stare down at the letter before looking at him, trying to get him to leave. He laughs, rolling his eyes while turning and walking out of the room. I stare down at the letter shaking, what if I don't get in? Was it all for nothing? What would I do after? Will there even be an after? I sigh, shaking my head, god just open the letter idiot. I rip open the letter looking at the papers inside. I couldn't believe my eyes. I was accepted. I was accepted!!

"I was accepted!!!!" I screamed loud enough for Remy to hear. I was so excited, and I just got in one of the hardest colleges. I might be one of the only ones that got in without a crystal. I'm surprised too; the college was mostly for crystals, why did I get accepted? Rather sketchy if you ask me. My thoughts were interrupted by Remy slamming open his door, grabbing the letter from my hands looking over it before hugging the hell out of me. I laugh as he picks me up and swings me around in the hug.

"I can't believe my baby is growing up so much!!" Remy squeals, letting me go before running in his room, coming out with a new outfit.

"Come on; we totes need to celebrate babe, let's go party!!" Remy starts to drag me out the door.

"Umm, I don't know abou-" I mutter. Remy sighs looking at me with a pleading expression.

"Oh, come on Verge, you need to relax, and if you start feeling panicked, I'll help, k?" Remy grabs the keys on the counter swinging open the door, pulling me to who knows where. I sigh, smiling, okay I can do this. Remy always has liked to party, but I usually feel very left out in social gatherings; but if he's there, maybe I won't feel so alone. Remy drove me to an unknown destination. Since we moved far away, I haven't had time to explore the massive city, so I didn't know where anything was. We screamed along to songs on the radio, making fun of the singers. We drove through the capital, but every time I tried to ask where we were going, he would respond by saying its a secret. I roll my eyes, knowing I'm never gonna get a reasonable answer out of him and continued to look at the lit-up highway.

The sun was going down, casting the clouds in the sky in a beautiful purple. I sigh, feeling better. I guess I just needed to get away from home. I feel an urge to scream and yell, turning the radio back on to yell all the stress away. We finally ended up in the center of the city, where we pass the college I just got into and the most prominent Matchless Global Association building. I shiver as we go by, only when I think I finally forgot and could actually feel better, something has too always knock me back to earth. I look down at my hands, clutching them. No stop, this is supposed to be a fun trip with Remy STOP ruining it, I growl at myself. God, I wish I wasn't such a downer. All this thinking and emotions is stupid; there's nothing wrong, stop making it worse for yourself. I just need to be happy. WHY IS THAT SO HARD! I make a frustrated sound before feeling a familiar blanket of calmness wrap around me. I glance over towards Remy to see him raising an eyebrow with a worried expression. I shake my head before smiling, trying to play it off, great job Virgil; you ruined the trip. I turn up the radio trying to sing again. Finally, Remy pulls into a parking lot of a big club. I immediately give him a concerned look,

"Umm Remy...how are we gonna even get in there?" I nervously say.

"Oh, don't worry, honey, I know people," He answered winking at me.

"That's not the problem. Remy if we get caught you do know I will be kicked out of the big college I just got into!" I stress, Remy rolls his eyes,

"Virgil I promise we won't get caught anyway. You don't even have to drink, so you don't have to be all worried about getting caught for underage drinking," He opens the door giving me a begging look. I sigh smirking at him,

"Fine, just this time, and I'm definitely fucking drinking," He laughs as I unbuckle following after him. We walk to the line for the bouncer; Remy continues straight on not getting in front which confuses me as I sutter pointing to the line while chasing after him; he smirks and resumes. I hear a few "heys" and annoyed sounds coming from the line as we cut. He stops right in front of the bouncer, whispering something in his ears. The bouncer who was raising an eyebrow at us eyes widen in realization and lets us through. I give Remy confused look as he winks,

"Told you I had my ways," I laugh, shaking my head. Of course, Remy had some weird friends that helped him get into places he wasn't supposed to be. I'm still pretty nervous about being caught, but I'll just ignore it. Once we enter the club I could tell right away this was no ordinary club. There was a VIP zone that seemed to have a lot of celebrities, but I couldn't get a good look at them before I was swept away in the crowd. I immediately panic and look for Remy, but I couldn't find him. How?!? I was just with him a second ago. I finally get out of the dancing horde, moving towards the bar. Seeing an open spot, I sit down, waiting for the waiter to notice me. He turns to me while cleaning a glass.

Umm, I'll have a Margarita," I try not to stutter and look confident. It seems to work as the waiter nods before getting the drink. I turn to try to find Remy, but there were so many people, I groan before looking at the glass placed down in front of me before downing the whole thing. I really need this. If I think anymore my heads going to explode. I order two more and pay before I decide I want Remy to drive me home or we'll wait till one is sober enough to drive home. Though I doubt Remy drank, he never really liked drinking anything that wasn't caffeinated, and his family has always had a bad history with alcohol. I was about to get up when a man sat next to me waving to get the waiter's attention.

"One Gin for me and a Cider for the precious little thing here," he smirks at me. I feel my face heat up as I shrink in my seat, the waiter puts the drink down eyeing me for a second before going to take another order. "So what is a sweet thing like you doing in a place like this?" He asks, winking at me while moving closer to me. I start to panic, not knowing what to do. I don't want to cause a scene.

"Umm, I'm here with a friend," I mutter, grabbing the drink taking a small sip. He raises an eyebrow with a very amused look on his face.

"Oh, really? I would love to meet them, my friends over there are looking for some people to have some fun with," He motions to a table that had about four other boys whispering looking at us. He runs his hand up my thigh; I start to stand up.

"Umm I don't know where they are, I I-I got to go," backing up immediately trying to getaway. He quickly stands up as do the other boys. I turn and run through the people, hoping I will lose them. After I hide in the crowd, they don't seem to find me. I see a wall before I pull out my phone to text Remy to meet me by the car when he's done, praying he will be done soon. I leave the club going to find Remy's car before an arm grabbed me. They pulled me into the nearest alleyway as I struggle, but for some reason, I couldn't get out of their hold. I turn to the person my face going pale. It was the man in the bar with his friends laughing behind him, but that wasn't the problem. The problem was that his whole arm seemed to be metal, probably from his crystal. That's why I couldn't get out of his grip, I may be small, but I can be strong when I need to. All those years getting bullied really makes you tougher.

"You didn't think you could get away now, did you?" he whispers in my ear making me shudder, and struggle more.

"L-let me go!" I yell, twisting my body only to grabbed rather roughly with his cold arms.

"Now why would I do that," he cooed before licking my ear. I immediately try screaming,

"SOMEBODY HELP M-" his hand covers my mouth stopping my plea. I whine as tears build up in my eyes. I use my free arm to try to hit him or get his hand off my mouth. I thrash crazily, making him grunt in annoyance. His friends laugh, walking over to help, but they are quickly stopped by the man holding me.

"No, this one's mine!" He yelled about to undo my pants right before a person turns down the alleyway. My eyes widen, seeing the person I least expected to be here.

"I profoundly advise you let him go, and if you run to counter my desire, the remainder of your brief mortal span will be an orchestra of misery." the voice threatens as his eyes glare under his glasses, Logan Frode. I immediately start shaking. Why is he here! No, I can't face them! His eyes run over everyone but soften while looking at me.

"Oh, is this the friend you were talking about, he's cute maybe he can join us as well," The man holding me spit out venomously, smirking down at me as a tear falls from my eye. The panic attack and his hand over my mouth was not helping me breathe. Logan's eyes instantly start to glow indigo with the same intensity as his Amethyst. The man behind me and his friends notice who he is and immediately begin to freak out. Logan starts to take a step forward only to stop as the man holds what I assume is a gun to my head.

"D-Don't take another step or-or he gets it!" I feel a shock of terror run through me. Logan glares, adjusting his glasses sighing in irritation. I couldn't hear anything as a fuzzy noise fills my head, the same sound, and feeling when I was in that room. Instead of running from it, I chase after it starting to hear words. A female sounding voice fills my head,

"Bite him," it says. Almost like lighting, I instantly feel different. My body not listening to me as I bite down on the metal arm, breaking it, and drawing blood. He screams, letting me go, I fall before dashing forwards towards Logan in desperation. His eyes widen, but he hurls forward to grab me, dragging my shaking from behind him in a protective manner. The man on the ground was holding his bleeding hand, looking shocked and surprised, while his friends looked terrified.

"M-Monster!" He shouts before stumbles onto his feet, running down the alleyway with his friends. I watch them scramble by a dumpster before looking up to Logan. He turns to me, looking me down and up, analyzing me.

"Are you harmed?" he monotoned. I quickly shake my head, knowing he might get Patton to help If I tell him how much my arms hurt. But I'm pretty sure it's just sprained. His eyes glow before nodding grabbing my arms, examining them. I make a surprised noise; he looks up, pushing his glasses up. "Yes, they're just torn ligaments. I highly suggest icing them before wrapping them in bandages when you get home." Oh, right, he can read minds. I don't really know how I feel about that; I don't really want someone reading my mind. "Normal people don't, sorry I had to make sure you weren't lying, and I could tell you were lying in the assembly about being 'fine' as you said it, I will stop." He backs up looking at his watch before eyeing me; I shrink away. I was about to leave-taking a step before dizziness took over me; I fell getting caught by an alarmed Logan. My body started to feel weird, I couldn't move my arms, and my mind started racing freaking out, but it wasn't showing. Logan cursed under his breath when he figured out why I had fell.

"Virgil, I require you to calm down, you've been drugged, my theory Is from an alcoholic beverage, and I'm going to have to remove it from your blood. It may seem weird. However, it won't hurt you. You're absolutely safe, okay?" I try to nod the best I can, and I think he understands as his eyes start to glow again, or at least I think that's what happens through my blurry vision. Suddenly It feels like something is sucking my blood; my heart races as my blood feels like it's going 100 miles per hour. As quickly as it starts though, it ends just as fast. I blink, suddenly feeling very content. Like someone flushed the drain in my head. The anxiety is gone, and I could finally breathe, not noticing I've been having a panic attack the whole time. I look up making eye contact with Logan. He helps me up as I button my pants that I didn't notice were unbuttoned before. Suddenly, he gets a call on his phone, looking away, he answers it, immediately looking furious. I see this as my time to leave. I turn running away to find Remy's car all over again. On the way, I hear him yelling, "Roman! You're such an idiot!" I smile softly before seeing Remy's car, running towards it and standing by it. I check my phone seeing nothing until I hear yelling. I look up and start laughing, Remy was running towards me with tons of makeup on him and messed up clothes, he seems to have had fun. He falls down on the way before jumping back up yelling

"Verge!" at me, I giggle. Oh, how I missed him. He runs up to me, holding his knees, trying to catch his breath. "I-I'm sorry" He huffs, "Sorry" He takes a deep breath before standing up, looking absolutely wretched. I know who is driving tonight, especially after Logan just zapped my brain of alcohol.

"This place has no signal, I didn't get it until I was upstairs on the balcony," Remy says, I smirk raising an eyebrow,

"Seemed like you had fun on that balcony" He quickly shoves me before handing me the keys and opening the passenger door. I laugh taking the driver's seat, pulling up directions to get us back home. I take a deep sigh before turning the car on,

"Remy," I say in a weak voice, he looks up confused at the sudden change. "You would not believe what just happened!"

"God damn it, Roman!" I shout, grasping my keys. Patton recently told me that supposedly, Roman abruptly decided to go clubbing. First of all, does he comprehend how dangerous that is? Second of all, Roman is underage by several months, and it's incredibly illegal. Finally, Matchless shouldn't party, it gives us a poor image! He's going to get us all in trouble for not controlling himself. I throw open the car door, turning the engine on, he hasn't returned my text yet, so I'm going to have to chase him around the city like last time.

One thing about us Matchless is that we can feel each other. I'm just going to have to follow his trail. I calm myself down sighing. Patton has told me that I need to work on my anger.....Fucking Roman I swear- I close my eyes feeling the familiar pull, though this time It was a little different. I didn't think it over too much knowing I need to find Roman. I pull out of the association building, turning the car and driving towards the town. After a few minutes of driving, I end up outside of a club. I park the vehicle walking out towards the club, immediately deciding by the drunk girls and the loud music coming from the building that I wasn't going inside it. I go lean by the door of the club entrance pulling out my phone. I put the phone to my ear, calling Roman, which immediately goes to voicemail. I try calling a few more times before giving up, sighing. I guess I could go find him If the building has no service. I close my eyes again, trying to find where Roman was. Only to discover that It didn't feel like Roman at all. And whoever it was, wasn't even in the building. I instantly got confused, who was I feeling? It was interrupted by a scream,

"SOMEBODY HELP M-" It was cut off and loud, like it was in my head. I open my eyes looking towards the sound; no one else seemed to have heard, but it sounded a lot like... My eyes widen, and I start to run towards the yell. Running around the building, and coming across an alleyway, I turn sharply to see him, Virgil Black. It seems that a man was restricting him with his crystal, and his acquaintances were standing with him.

"I profoundly advise you let him go, and if you decide to counter my desire, the remainder of your brief mortal span will be an orchestra of misery." I use Sanaea to analyze their crystals glaring. A Cryokinesis, Pressurization, Strangulation, and Metal Mimicry. Pretty standard crystal powers, I look over their minds. My eyes ended on Virgil. He looked so terrified. I can sense his oncoming panic attack from here.

"Oh, is this the friend you were talking about, he's cute, maybe he can join us as well," The man holding Virgil jeered. Virgil started crying, tears fell down his face. I couldn't control my anger after he began to cry; my powers started instantly flaring up. One after another noticed who I was, dropping their smug looks- almost looking as terrified as Virgil. The man holding Virgil pulled out a gun, and in an act of bravery put it to Virgil's head." D-Don't take another step or-or he gets it!" the man stuttered. My crystal started burning with rage under my shirt. I've only felt this feeling once. When Patton got screamed at by a kid and ended up crying, I can't repeat the mistakes of that day. I sigh calming myself, "Sanaea calm down; he will be fine." I whisper to her. Suddenly Virgil's eyes shine purple, before he bites the hand of the Metal Mimicry, breaking the metal of the arm, and drawing blood. The man screams, letting Virgil go. He dashes towards me, reaching out for me. I rush forward grabbing his arm, dragging him behind me. My eyes flaring in a protective way glaring at the four men. The metal user on the ground looks up frightened,

"M-Monster!" He shouts before scrabbling to his feet, running down the alleyway with his friends. I stare them down as they do. Once I know the place was safe, I turn to check up on Virgil.

"Are you harmed?" I monotone. He quickly shakes his head, but I couldn't take any chances, activating Sanaea reading his mind. He might get Patton to help If I tell him how much my arms hurt. But I'm pretty sure it's just sprained. I nod, grabbing his hands looking them over. He makes a startled noise after I analyze his arms, yup only a sprain." Yes, they're just torn ligaments. I highly suggest icing them before wrapping them in bandages when you get home." He looks away embarrassed, Oh, right, he can read minds. I don't really know how I feel about that, I don't really want someone reading my mind. "Normal people don't, sorry I had to make sure you weren't lying. I could tell you were lying in the assembly about being 'fine' as you said it, I will stop," I answer, deactivating Sanaea before backing up to check the time. I need to find Roman soon, or the agency will find out. I look back at him, should I bring him back with me? He shrinks back before he starts to back up. He doesn't get very far before he falls forward. I lunge ahead catching him. He seems to be nearly paralyzed. I check his vitals and brain trying to figure out what's wrong with him. I curse to myself, it's Rohypnol, he probably got drugged by those men. I started to sense his panic,

"Virgil I require you to calm down you've been drugged, and my theory Is from an alcoholic beverage, I'm going to have to remove it from your blood it may seem weird. However, it won't hurt you. You're absolutely safe, okay?" I question, he tries to nod, so I start to drain him. Focusing on not hurting him, I almost don't notice all the anxiety all cooped up in his head. I decide to take some of it away. After a few more seconds, I have the drug out of his blood. I look to see Virgil looking at me, totally amazed. I help him stand up before he fixes his pants. I open my mouth to ask him to come back to the agency with me. But I get interrupted by a phone call. I glare looking at the screen,

"What,"

"Whoa sssomeone ssseemss angry." the voice slurs, I pinch my nose.

"Roman are you drunk?"

"Mmabbeyy" he answers before laughing.

"Roman! you are underaged, and that is extremely illegal!" I growl out. He laughs. "Ugh, where are you?"

"Llinwall Nnebula" he slurs, what.

"How did you get there?" I demand.

"I drooovee" he says before laughing more.

"Roman!! You're such an idiot!" I yell, throwing my hands in the air.

"Okay I'll go pick up Patton, and we will come to get you okay, STAY THERE!" I snap before hanging up. I turn to talk to Virgil, only to find him gone. I sigh before walking back to my car, dialing Patton's number.