"Rue, get up we'll be late, again!!"

Someone was shaking me real hard, so I peeped through my blanket. There was a strawberry blonde girl hanging over me. Oh it’s her; I recognized her right away.

Still sleepy, so with a sleepy voice all I could say is, "hey Mona, still sleeping".

"RUQAYYAH SULTANA!! GET UP.NOW!!"

She shock my so hard that I fell over on my face even harder that I might have finally broken it. As I sat up I looked around my room to see that everything seems the same; as usual.

My room is the second biggest in the house. Altogether it is 1050 sq. ft. no lie; it literally that big. That does not include my massive walk-in closet and balcony, if I include it then it will be about 2050 sq. ft. approximately.

My room is 2000 sq. ft. with its own en-suit which 50 sq. ft. so 2050 sq. ft. The layout is simple my bed is on the farthest side of the room but it is directly aligned with my double doors, to the left of the bed is my nightstand, wardrobe, ‘mini’ library and studying nuke, and on the right of the bed is my second nightstand, my walk-in closet, my access to my private but small balcony, and my en-suit. Last but not least in front of me is Mona.

Otherwise Why the heck was I thinking? Like anything here will change overnight.

As I pick the remaining pieces of myself up, while looking like zombie mayhem with my velvet chocolaty brunette hair tangled into a beehive with sleep marks all over my face; despite the fact that I am still wearing my care bear PJ's. My best-est BFF Mona standing in front of me (looking gorgeous as usual) in our school uniform and her bag over her shoulder, with flawless make-up, and over-the-top hair-do; is looking at me with a face like an inflated pomegranate ready to burst with anger.

"Our class starts at 8:55 am and it is 7:55 am right now do you have any idea what that means, Rue?" she exclaimed; trying to enunciate each word while grinding her teeth together.

"UM, let me think? ah i know it means it takes us 15 minutes from my house to go to school and also takes me 15 minutes to get ready, that includes taking a bath changing into our school uniform and eating breakfast; so all together it takes us 30 minutes to get ready and go to school so by then it will be 8:25 am so we will be half an hour early." I said in one breath, and then continued. “That leaves time for me to continue sleeping."

"OH, HELL NO!!" She screamed so loud, that not only I might have broken my face but might have also lost my hearing as well. “Well yes it may take us 15 minutes to get to school from your house; HOWEVER, it doesn't take you 15 minutes to get dressed. You have poor taste in wearing uniform, barely know how to properly brush your hair, and not wearing any make-up is not an option."

Here we go, again.

But first a brief description.

Mona; is one of most popular girls in school all the guys want to date her. She has strawberry blond hair with perfect shaped eyes that sparkle, changing vibrant colors from violet purple, sapphire blue, and emerald green. She also has the perfect nose and beautiful plump lip and that model perfect body.

Me; I have an almond-shaped eyes that is too pointy with that common shade of brown, my lips are two different sizes and a body that needs to drop 15 more kilograms and needs a whole heck of a lot more curves to be anywhere near Mona’s. The only good thing about me is my waist-high and velvet-chocolate brunette hair that I got from my grandmother.

Mona started untangle my crazy hair so that she can brush it before and after I take my morning bath, while I brush my teeth. After all that is done, I went into the bathtub thinking I can bid my time while I take a bath, but Mona won't have it. She started banging on the door so much until she found a way to open it. She literally came in and "helps" giving me a bath. *so want to kill her if she doesn't leave but can't. Not naked that is.*

After that*inhale*

Re-brush and style my hair (which i argued to the point we resolved to a ponytail, because she will take forever if I let her do a hairstyle), did my nails, and insisted that have a simple make-up (though I would've wanted nude colors, but she started to threaten me), and of course wear my uniform revealingly; which I threaten her this time so that I can be more conservative.

*exhale*

~Dear friends this is how EVERY mornings go. Mona is officially my second mother. A pain in the ASS. ~

So after everything is done I looked in the mirror. Overall I look like a plainer, fatter, conservative block version on my model friend.

In my family there is my mom, my dad, and me. I am an only child. We live in Fairy Grove, Ontario, Canada the most expensive part of the country. We live in modest middle-class house (for the area) with way to many bedrooms, bathrooms, kitchen, etc. for three people.

As Mona and I come down stairs, by this time it is 8:15, my mother starts her ranting spree in her common tongue: Arabic. Forgetting the fact that 1) I was born here in Canada and 2) wasn't thought how to speak it. She blames me for my 'incompetence' and 'lack of knowledge'.

So, in the end I have no idea what she is saying. Anyway, both me and Mona ate breakfast and dashed but the door got into her brand new Ferrari.

~Seriously she gets new expensive cars every other week, and sells her "old" one for a higher price. What is wrong with her? Oh God save me. ~

I and Mona go to an elite private school where both advance intelligence and/or creativity are accepted. This particular school only takes the TOP 2% students who have exceptional intelligence and/or artistic creativity in the country. Mona is one of those students who are both smart and artistic, me, to this day I still do not know how I got in and am still in this esteem school. All I know is that I need to keep it this way.

"Hey are you OK?"

I turned around and saw that we have already arrived at school and I haven't noticed.

"Hey Mona how is that retarded psychopath of a friend of yours" Some boys called out. Agh one thing about this school that I don't like is that the boys here don't have any class. They are all wannabees.

"Can you at least try to go fuck yourselves?" her usual response, and as usual those boys walks away. She looked at me, "So what did you see this time".

"Nothing just wondering why and how I got to this school? that's all, I promise" even if got one of my visions I do not know how long I can continue if I have to see them and then re-seeing it while telling her. These dreams are driving me crazy, yet I let them. Mona knows that too.

She nodded as I got out the car. We started to head into the main building of our school. There 12 buildings, yes 12, the main building is only used when it is absolutely necessary otherwise it is barely used by the students, except for going to our lockers and lunch. Our classes are held in the remaining buildings.

On our way to our lockers, we met Elliot and Jackson, and on that moment I drifted to my imaginary friend. It starts like always, but this time different, it was just like the first time I went there. I am at a river bank and there is a boat in front of me waiting just for me, which I get on. The boat starts to drift along with the current of the river but suddenly starts to speed up. The boat reaches an extremely high speed towards a waterfall; right beside the waterfall is a stone platform. With all my might and precision I jumped onto the platform; and now come my worst fear, because of this I believe to develop a fear of heights.

To me the waterfall would be at least 500 feet long, and I happened to be at the top. By this time I am shivering. To my right I see a floating island which is mostly taken up by the tree in the center, a couple of feet below. To reach that island there are four poles that only have room for ONE OF MY FOOT. There four of them that are leading to the island and apparently that are the only other route I have to get to the island.

All of you guys are thinking why not turn around or wake up. Do not worry I tried that once, did not work. Why? Because the boat is now at bottom of the waterfall and there is no way of going back and no matter what I do I can't wake up.

The last time I tried I sat at the platform for what felt like hours trying to wake myself up: pinching myself, slapping myself, splashing water on my face, etc. Nope still there. So at the time I turn towards the island and started to make my way there, I accidentally slipped and fell. While I was falling I blacked out, when I woke up I was in a hospital bed with my parents and doctors around me saying i was in some kind of death like sleep for 8 months, my parents wouldn't believe that I was dead. Yet somehow I arrived at the castle and met him before blacking out.

So now, with no accidents, I make my way to the island making careful jumps. Did you know the poles are just as high as the waterfall? I got to island shivering so hard, made my way to the other side of this floating piece of rock. Nothing, just empty, down below is the abyss of water between two cliffs. Near a cliff is a short stone sidewalk where a boat just sits there without drifting away with the roaring currents. Now what, I am just standing there pissed.

~There is a stairway in the corner which you need to take; crouch down and slowly let your hand glide down until you feel a button, press it. Then you will reach the boat. Trust me~

Oh, that is him my mysterious imaginary friend telling me to kill myself. Yet I still did what he told me. You know what happened next.

So I went down the weird dark stairs and did as I was told. As soon as i pressed the button, the last step disappeared and gave way to a ramp that I slide down from 480-ish feet high to get to that boat, which I got on while shivering to death and it apparently takes me to that castle- my friends home. To tell you the truth this may be the second time going to the castle through this way. I never really got to go to the castle. I was inter-

"Rue! We have a minute 'till class! Come on!" I was shaken out of my vision by the one and only Mona. Thanks Mona.

I rushed to my locker, opened it and found a ... wooden box? There is a letter on top of it? I didn't have time to think I got all my books for my mourning classes and grabbed that letter, and we sprinted of to our first class.