Authors note:

Well well well, it's been a long time

Almost a year since I "finished" Hearts Dusted With Snow and cancelled the rest of them...

I haven't written here in a long time, as I have been focusing my creative energy on my webcomic and not on writing ?

Honestly I'm not comfortable writing reader inserts, which is why I stopped writing, as well as generally losing interest to pursue art, but uhhhh this smol fic is happening? And it's not a reader inserts thing? niCE :)

Chapters will be tiny as heck like 500 so thisl'll probs be a two part one shot but eh

White.

That's what Jeremy Heere could see. Occasionally there would be a variation in the shade, but apart from that, Jeremy was alone in a colourless void. The wind roared through his ears as he tumbled in the nothingness. He didn't seem to concerned by this, content to free fall.

Jeremy was falling through a cloud.

A bright blue sky greeted him as he burst out of it. He was also greeted by the fact that he was, in fact, plummeting to the earth. Of course, as soon as this hit him, he began to scream. I mean if you were falling and going to die, wouldn't you?

Panic set in as Jeremy hugged his knees. This isn't happening. This isn't happening. This isn't happening. He was too young to die. He hadn't had his first dance with Christine yet, he hadn't earned back the mitzvah money he spent, he hadn't studied for the math test that day.

His eyes widened with realisation.

The math test! This must all be a dream. He couldn't think why he'd be falling through the sky in any other way. But why wasn't he waking up? Did he have to hit the ground to wake? The panic set back in.

Wake up.

It's just a dream.

It's not real.

IT'S NOT REAL.

I T ' .

Jeremy's eyes flew open.

He was… sitting at his desk doing the test? His head didn't snap back to its natural position like it usually did when he woke up from a nap in class. It was already there. It was like his body hadn't even been asleep. He pushed his train of thought out of the picture for the moment; he had a math test to do.

Except he didn't. Looking at the questions, he found that it was complete. Huh. Even more interesting was that although it the handwriting was looked like his to the unknowing eye, Jeremy could tell he hadn't done this text. He went to grab his phone to text Michael under the desk about it but his arm wouldn't budge.

He couldn't move.

Before he could react the bell went, the test got collected and his body started to pack away his things. Michael prodded his back.

"Yo Jer you alright?" He cocked his head, "You're kinda quiet today man."

Jeremy's body laughed nervously.

"Trying to cram in the middle of the night is a bad idea, I'll put it that way"

Michael chuckled sympathetically.

Jeremy wanted to scream. Mentally, he was absolutely losing it. Someone or something was controlling his body, leaving him to just enjoy the ride. In his attempt to gain control he managed to make himself blink when he wanted to once, but that was the limit to his power.

He and Michael split ways; Michael had already pre-planned to hang with his boyfriend during this break and Jeremy had planned to see if his girlfriend was around. However his body made a beeline to the loo. He didn't go pee, but just stood, staring at his own reflection. He smirked, eyes flashing neon blue.