Back to Magenta.

‘Phew, made it to 1st period’. The rest of the day goes the same until 4th period going into Lunch.

‘Ok, getting out of this class is when he starts to bug me about meeting him outside after school. I can’t accept today or any day this week until I finish scoping out the place where I say we will meet.’

I starts to pack up all of my things, ‘I need to make sure he hasn’t noticed that I noticed, I can use this repeated time to help me’. The bell rings and she waits for her row to leave and asks the same question she asked the teacher all those times ago, through her side view she notices that Michael is disappointed and packs his stuff, he  doesn’t wait for her, she looks and he leaves.

As I finish talking to the teacher I walk after him, ‘this is different…’, I think to myself. I turn to the right and he is nowhere to be seen, he couldn’t just have disappeared. I look for him, and realize ‘Shoot! I might have just gave myself away! I never would have chased him before!’

All of a sudden, a wave of pulsating invisible force courses through me, the students around me don’t notice anything but this light is too much. It feels blinding, nothing is there yet this energy forces me to close my eyes. When I come to, and open my eyes, I find myself in my 6th period class??

‘How did this happen?’ Freaking out I try to remember how the rest of the day went, but with so many Mondays… ‘Wait, All Of Those Mondays?? Then how come I only remember one Monday?’

I walk out of class dazed and the friend who needed me comes to claim it from me, but even she notices that I’m all out of sorts. I decide to walk home since maybe the fresh air will help take this headache away.

As I walk home, that feeling that I’m being followed comes and goes, but the headache really had me all out of sorts. I feel weak and like I’m going to faint at times, but catching myself I walk on. I take some medicine and decide to stop at the next bus stop. ‘I didn’t want to stop, but I think I underestimated this headache.’

Getting closer to two buildings by the corner, it’s as if my inner alarm bell is going off, and then all of a sudden that feeling is gone. Something is pulling me towards the dark alley way. My headache is gone, the wobbly feeling is gone, and as clear as day I can remember everything. Its as if my body went into autopilot and I couldn’t control my own body. I step back and all of my symptoms come right back, forcing me to step forward in order to feel better.

I look around me and of course there aren’t any people around me. Checking the “barrier” I discover that there is a circular area where I am OK, and going outside of it hurts, like a lot. As I walk back and forth trying to figure what to do, someone grabs me from behind! A hand covers my face and I can’t sceam. My heart hurts, and panic is starting to set in. A quick struggle to get free, but I can’t. They’re too strong, what am I gonna do?? My eyes begin to tear up. I close my eyes and move my face right and left to get it free, I succeed and I yell “Put me down!”

We land and I look up, while he jumped I was so scared and I held on to dear life and ended up wrapping my arms around him. I’m what would seem to most, a loving embrace between lovers. Shocked and embarrassed to be so close to a Boys face I meekly pound his chest and try to push away and say “get away from me!”

He steps back and says, “Magenta, its you” and points to me.

I sneer at him and say “No, shit Sherlock. That’s my name…” I look around and realizing what happened and where we are, I fall to the ground and start to back up slowly. ‘So it was kidnappers… what am I gonna do??’

“I tried to ask you this nicely, over and over again…” He says holding his head with his thumb and pointer finger frustratingly, and continues, “and now you left me no choice… If its not you love, then you won’t remember this.” He begins to walk towards me and still on the ground, I scoot back and nervously raise my voice, summon my courage and ask, “Did you take Saul?”

He stops. My courage raises, ‘Why did he stop?’, I keep going. “Do you know where he is?” He looks confused, then shakes his head. “Is that why you have been wanting to talk to me? To ask me for the ransom?” I pause to take a breath, eyes focused on him. Slowly, an anxiety attack hits me, out of nowhere. ‘I can’t loose control, I can’t faint here,’ struggling to breath, ‘I don’t have my medicine.’ My eyes close…

‘Wait…’ A voice in my head says. ‘You know him, he wouldn’t do that, not to you. Part of you knows this to be true.’ All of a sudden its as if I am in trance and am transported to a different place, “what is all of this?”

Mysterious voice goes, ‘you really don’t know this place?’

Silence.

10 Seconds Later.

Mystery voice comes back ‘Go figure, hmmmmm…. This is a problem.’ I respond “who are you?!”

I slowly feel myself wake up. Arms around me, warm beating heart, a sweet minty taste and a wiggle sensation in my mouth. My eyes fly wide open and I see Michael’s eyes closed… and … kissing me?!?! Shocked I push him away and yell “Get AWAY FROM MEEEEEEeeee!”