"What the fuck!" she yelled just as her world came to a halt. She fell from her stool, looking at all her classmates faces, who gave her looks of concern and fear. How is it possible that they were still here? What about that loud noise?

She stayed on the ground, leaned up by her hands, trying to catch her breath as her mind raced with questions.

"Alexis, are you alright?" the teacher asked, pulling her from the highway of thoughts.

"The noise, didn't..didn't you hear it?" she looked to everyone, but they clearly had no idea what she was talking about. Nathan even gave her a weird, yet worried, look.

"N-Nevermind," she got up, brushing her hands off and sitting back in her chair. She's never felt more embarrassed in her life and everyone was still staring at her.

"Alright, everyone, please get back to work. And, Alexis? Speak to me after class?" the teacher suggested. She just avoided eye contact as her cheeks burned so much that she could swear her skin was going to peel right off.

She could barely begin to wrap her brain around what had happened. Did it even happen? Was she even awake? Did she fall asleep during class and didn't realize? There was no way.

She looked at her work, shaking her head.

I nearly finished this, I know I did! she yelled internally, in disbelief that she had to redo what she swore up and down was already almost done just a minute ago.

She shakily grabbed hold of her brush. She couldn't focus enough to remember the direction she was going with her piece.

She picked up some color she thought she used, spreading it along the image slowly.

"No, that's not right," she whispered to herself. She sighed, placing the brush down on a paper towel. She closed her eyes, leaning her head in her hands.

She could feel it happening again. She didn't want to open her eyes. She squeezed them shut as everything around her sounded like a very low yet also very loud mess.

"Please, please," she said. It stopped.

Her eyes opened and she was still in the same class. She looked down at her work. Her previous mistake was now erased. Her brush was sat unused, and the class continued normally around her.

What is this? Why is this happening to me? she asked herself. Her stomach started to hurt, but she tried her best to ignore it.

The event happened again and again in different time frames. It was impossible for her to figure out when and why it would happen, if something she did triggered it, or if she were just going insane. All she knew was that she kept ending up in the same class, with the same people and the same picture in front of her.

This time she decided not to work on her piece at all. She was terrified to touch it. One move and it would all be gone in an instant. She didn't know what to do.

The bell eventually rang and she had nothing to show. She didn't want to be here anymore, packing her stuff and cleaning her work up.

"Alexis, you haven't added to your work. I'm shocked," the teacher came over.

"I-I'm not feeling too well today. I felt it wouldn't have added to my work if I didn't have a clear head. I've been brainstorming my next move, though. I will have it done tomorrow, I promise."

"Don't worry, I trust you're doing what you need to. You're a good student so I won't hold this against you. Feel better," she said to her, going back to her desk.

"Thanks."

Alexis put her work away, feeling slightly better than before. Maybe it was nothing. Maybe she just needed to rest and this will all be over when she wakes up.

She noticed Nathan had rushed out again. That didn't change.

She walked out of the classroom and towards the exit of the building. She couldn't wait to lay in bed and forget what was happening.

As she walked closer to the exit, she could hear the familiar loud noise, only closer to her and much more loud than before. It made her jump, but everything started to rewind again.

"No, no, no!" she cried out. Everything stopped. She expected to hear the noise again, but nothing. This time the fire alarms blared in her ear, making her jump.

She caught a glimpse of a female with blue hair running out of the bathroom. She wasn't a recognizable face and wondered if she was the reason the alarms were going off.

"Nathan?" Alexis asked as she saw him running from the girls bathroom. He had a thing with going in that bathroom. Probably causing more trouble again.

She rushed out of the building, squinting as she got outside. It was bright out and her head was pounding as it is.

The day was practically over, so the alarm going off really didn't hinder any class time. Everyone was going about their day normally when she looked around the campus. She wished she could do the same.

She walked over some papers, ignoring what they had to say. It was the least of her worries at the moment.

"Would Nathan Prescott please come to the front office. Thank you," Principal Wells spoke over the courtyard loudspeakers.

She figured the alarms were Nathan's doing and that he was going to get a mouthful from the principal which ultimately would go unnoticed by tomorrow, considering his power here.

She rushed to the dorms, quickly finding her own room. She fumbled with a key, not realizing how anxious she had become. Her hand was shaking as she shoved it into the keyhole, turning it to unlock it.

I really need to fucking chill right now, holy shit! she shut her door and paced the empty space of her room. She wanted to cry, but knew that would do nothing to help. If there was even anything to be helped.

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