The New Kid: Chapter 9

    "I'm not the anchor you're looking for," He said to me. He drew closer, and he looked me in the eye, and smiled. Everything seemed to flash at that instance, and then progressively fade to black. I heard the echoes of his words and the world around me stop as my senses failed. He said one last thing to me. "Is this really necessary?" The room went cold, and I shivered in the dark. I took in a deep breath, and answered. "No..."

    My eyes stared at the ceiling as I replayed the scene from the dream I just had. That snippet over and over in my head. Was it something significant? Or just runoff from last nights adventure? I tried not to think about it too much. Though I did notice something strange, my leg didn't seem to hurt. I threw off the blankets. I was shocked.

    My skin was covered in scales. A long draconic tail extended from my back. I had sharp claws on my feet and hands. I could hardly process all this information. I couldn't even form any sort of words or movement before I was cut off.

    "Is this really necessary?" He asked me. He smiled at me from the other side of the room. His eyes told me that he was amused.

    I instinctively answered, "No..." Just like in my dream. He smiled and snickered.

"I'm not the anchor you're looking for."

"Then what is?" I pleaded. At this point, I wasn't even conscious of what I was saying.

    "Maybe he is," He responded, looking over at the other side of the room. I followed his lead, and saw my Spanish class before me. I looked back but only saw the wall and an empty chair. I shook my head to break these illusions.

    snap

    His pen hit the ground. We both subconsciously stared down at it. For a spilt second I looked at him, then his wheelchair, and back down. I leaned over to pick it up for him.

    "Thanks..." He said quietly, as I handed the pen back.

    "No problem. You're Stephan, right?" I asked him.

    "It's Steven, but close enough, I guess." He chuckled.

    "My apologies." I said. I paused for a few moments, recalling the memories in my head.

"Say, have you ever had a lucid daydream?"