Wake Up

3

John Pov

I'm waking up to ash and dust
I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust
I'm breathing in the chemicals
(inhale) (exhale)

I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus
This is it, the apocalypse
Whoa

I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my systems blow
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Welcome to the new age, to the new age

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive

It played over and over in my head.  Ever since I met Eliza a few days ago things were different.

Not a bad different. Just... Different. I ran downstairs and saw Astrid waiting for me, with two frappés in her hands. I ran over to her and started gobbling down mine and we grabbed our stuff.

When we got on the bus, I saw Elijah and Eliza sitting next to each other. He told her something about some guy named, Frost. I shrugged it off and sat down.

"Hey John!" Elijah exclaimed. I waved and looked at my shoes. I felt weird. Like something wasn't right. I felt cold, abnormally cold.

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I carried in through my day with a negative mood. I couldn't put my finger on it, but something was wrong.

I walked onto the subway after school and saw Eliza walking on. It seemed like she was looking for someone. She shrugged and sat down by a little girl and her mom. I waved at her and she came over.

"Hey Eliza." I said happily.

"Oh hi John." She replied smiling.

"How was your day?" I asked. She seemed to beam even more once I brought it up.

"I just love  it here!! I had the best time in science class and home economics was just a delight! This is a great school with great people." She said sighing. I smiled and when it stopped, we both got off the subway. When we reached the sidewalk outside the park, we sat on a bench.

"Do you want to hear a song?" She asked. I nodded and she took a deep breath.

"Alright, this is a song I sang to my boyfriend before...well..." My eyes widened and I quickly notice how thin the tension was.

"Oh I'm sorry, did he pass?" I asked while going over to comfort her.

"No." She said wiping a tear from her eyes. "He's in a coma. And when we moved, I haven't really gotten to see him." She explained.

"If you don't want to sing that's okay." I said while cupping her face and wiping away more tears.

"No, I'll sing it."

You shout it out,
But I can't hear a word you say
I'm talking loud, not saying much
I'm criticized but all your bullets ricochet
Shoot me down, but I get up

I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet, you take your aim
Fire away, fire away
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium

Cut me down
But it's you who'll have further to fall
Ghost town and haunted love
Raise your voice, sticks and stones may break my bones
I'm talking loud not saying much

I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet, you take your aim
Fire away, fire away
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
I am titanium
I am titanium

Stone-heart, machine gun
Firing at the ones who run
Stone heart loves bulletproof glass

You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
I am titanium

"That, was beautiful." I whispered. She said goodbye and I walked home. When I got to my room, I got a headache.

"Hey mom! I'm not feeling well."

"John if you're punking me young man!" I heard her yell as she came upstairs. She felt my forehead and she said half felt hot, and the other half felt cold. Okay, now I know something's wrong.

She went downstairs to get me some medicine and I looked in the mirror. I saw me, and another boy who looked just like me but it wasn't me. I blinked and saw just my reflection.

Suddenly my mind raced with images.

A British man dressed in a black robe.

Nightmare horses.

A platinum blonde with ice powers.

A redhead with a bow and arrow trying to kill my "fake reflection"

A fairy with other tiny fairies.

An Australian bunny rabbit.

And finally, dream sand. And loads of it.

And that was the last thing I saw, before I fell, and blacked out.

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Third Person Pov

"Did we do it?" Asked a boy with muddy brown hair.

"Yea." Whispered a strawberry blonde as she nodded.