After the Mrs.Dodds incident, I went around asking people if they remembered her. They all said no, making me suspicious. I mean really, if you just happened to slay your teacher who turned out to be a monster and people start telling you that she doesn't exist, wouldn't you be suspicious?

Every time I would ask Noah if he remembered, he would break into a cold sweat and leave a long silence before finally saying no. What was this guy playing?

"Noah." I said.

"Yeah?" He replied.

"Do you remember Mrs.Dodds?"

Silence.

"Noah! Answer my question!"

More silence.

I looked over to him. He was looking nervously around like we were being watched.

"Are you serious? You've asked me that like a thousand times already! And here comes the final answer. There is no Mrs.Dodds." He said. He clasped a hand over his mouth."I need to go."

He speed walked away, leaving me sitting alone.

What on earth was going on?

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People were saying now that we didn't have a Mrs.Dodds, but there was a perky math teacher named Miss.Granger, who had apparently been teaching since the start of the year.

My grades had quickly turned from a B- to a C. I knew already that if I didn't get my grades up soon, then I would get a lecture from my mom.

It didn't make things better with my dyslexia, and my ADHD.

My roommate Chelsea, didn't make things any better. She kept on giving me constant fashion tips and the latest trends. Most of those things are pretty hard to get out of my head.

"There's something about your hair," she said. "It's so... black. You could use some major highlights."

Says the girl who has ten, I thought. "No thanks," I replied.

Chelsea frowned. "Please?" She begged.

"Oh please, you practically look like Aphrodite," I said, flopping on my bed.

She grinned. "You really think so?"

"Yah."

"Let's talk about boys," she said out of the blue. "Crushing on anyone lately?"

"What do you think?" I said balancing my head on my arm.

"Guess not," she said staring at the ceiling dreamily. "I saw this hot dude today."

"And his name is..." I said.

"Benjamin." She said clasping her hands together. "He's so dreamy."

"That dude in gym class?"

"Of course," Chelsea twirled her hair around her finger. "But he's way out of my league. I think there is a slight chance we can get together. Like they say, love will find a way."

"You pretty much have a crush on every guy in school." I got out my journal and started to doodle random things.

"Draw me like one of your French girls!" Chelsea said, posing like a model.

I rolled my eyes. But I started sketching her on the paper. I started sketching her face when I said, "You watch Titanic too much."

Chelsea frowned. "I can't get enough of Jack and Rose. They are just so perfect for each other."

I started doing her main features, her eyes, mouth, nose, and ears. When I was done doing her many features I started doing her hair. I'm not too good at drawing curly hair, but I tried and the finished product looked pretty good. I carefully ripped the piece of paper out and handed it to Chelsea.

She squealed and held it to her chest. "It's perfect!" She exclaimed.

I laughed then lay down on my bed.

Chelsea walked to her bed then flopped face first. "Good night." She said, turning the lights off.

"Good night." I replied pulling the covers over me.

The silence drowned out by the sound of snoring.

I couldn't sleep. Noises filled the empty hallways. I was still wearing my jeans and red t-shirt.

I carefully took the sheets off and climbed out of bed. I stepped in places that I knew the floor didn't creek. I slowly opened the door and walked down the hallway. I tried to match my steps with the sound of snores so no one would know I was awake. I saw shadows in the office, and I froze on the spot.

I took one step back, ready to run away if anyone caught me.

"Why did you come here?" asked a voice I recognized as Mr. Brunner's.

"I'm worried about Jamie, sir." said a second voice. I immediately knew it was Noah's.

I had no idea why he was worried about me, I mean I'm perfectly fine, right?

"I don't know if she's seen too much or what, I don't even know if she could be the one." said Noah.

"We don't know for sure, but if she goes through the test... well let's not freak her out, shall we?" said Mr. Brunner.

"I'll try not to, sir." Noah responded.

I heard a creek near me. I looked around and saw no one there. But then I realized it was me. Dang it.

"What was that?" said Noah nervously.

"I don't know, I'll go check."

The clopping of horse hooves slapped the floor. I hid in a corner, trying to keep my breathing to a minimum.

Was it possible that Mr. Brunner brought a horse into the school? That's obviously a no.

"Must've been the beds. Might have to replace them."

I sighed with relief. I ran away, balancing on the tips of my toes like a prancing ballerina, which looked weird from afar.

I finally reached my dorm room and silently opened the door. I found Chelsea reading a book.

She looked up and narrowed her eyes at me. "Where have you been!?" she whisper-shouted.

"Bathroom." I whispered in reply.

"Next time make it snappy. I thought you were kidnapped by some dude or something."

"I'll try not to worry you." I said laying back down in my bed.

"Lights out." said Chelsea turning the lights off.

My eyes were still open by the time Chelsea finally fell asleep. I thought about how Noah and Mr. Brunner were talking about me, the strange horse noises, and what they meant about me being the one and having to pass the test.

They might have been talking about my grades and Mrs. Dodds.

The horse noises could have just been the scratching of feat on the floor.

The test must be the one that will happen at the end of the year.

But I don't know what they mean about me being the one. The one to get kicked out? The one to never come back to school because of an epic fail?

All of these things were just so confusing.

I didn't know what to think.

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(A/n) So...

I'm really happy about this chapter and I can't wait to write the third one ^^. I'm pretty sure that you guys know where this is going, but if you don't, wait to find out! I can't wait to make the new characters!(which may or may not be in progress)