Sorry I promise I'll start working on the next chapter right now. I've been very busy, and I completely forgot about the story! I hope you'll keep reading. Keep your eyes peeled for chapter four...

For the past couple of years, I've been wondering if this would ever end. I try to imagine myself as a normal person, someone who doesn't have to worry about strange occurrences, but I'm constantly reminded that I'm very different. But who's to say that something good can't come from this? Jacob was my something good, so why is he being taken away from me?

"It's not a for sure thing Stacey," Drea stammers. Her long blond hair falls to her face, she doesn't want me to see the truth beneath her eyes.

If you can imagine my reaction to simply those two words: "It's Jacob.", you can imagine my reaction once she continues. I'm practically paralyzed, and her words seem to be replaying in my head, over and over, overlapping each other like a mixture of murmurs just like on orientation day:

"I got a call from Chad on my way over here, I didn't want to worry you seem so...when I turned on the TV...there were many survivors...his body is missing...plane crash...his body is missing...the news reporter said...I got a call from Chad on my way over here...Jacob..."

Could this be some cruel joke? What are the odds that the plane Jacob was on crashed?! It's not very likely, there's a mistake. There's a big mistake...I don't believe it. The news takes a while to sink in, but the instant I convince myself this is all a lie I storm off.


I don't want to hear it! I just want to get away from here, I don't want to hear anything they have to say. For all I know, this could still be part of the dream, some sick nightmare. I'm going to wake up, and everything will be fine. I'm going to wake up, I'm going to wake up...

I push my way past a bunch of incoming students with frazzled looks and glares, take the stairs to the bottom of the building and run out into the rain. It's soothing and purifying. I breathe in the rain, I taste it, I feel it wash away my tears. I'm not waking up. My heart begins to pound, I swallow hard because the feeling is coming stronger now. Jacob where are you?

okay so I'm lazy...and I have to study for summer school, but I'll get back to this eventually. This is not the end of the chapter if you're wondering...I'm thinking of putting a small part of what happened before Jacob left, the reason why he left, and when they said goodbye and'll be like: three days ago...or something like that. Anyway, I really have to fix this because it's really unclear so give me any advice bc i need it. Thank you. Also any requests of what you would like to see in this story? I'm up for anything