The Girl Lost in Mind 

A girl is trapped in a world of her own, created by her own mind; her only escape, but soon she starts to see her creations, the people she used to believe were made up. She seeks a different escape, but fears the real world and all of its problems. Her problems. Is it too late for her to turn things around and say goodbye to her fantasies? Or is she going to find herself trapped somewhere else besides just her mind? 

Chapter 1

Yesterday. A horrid dream. A nightmare. I glanced at the clock, my mind troubling over yesterday’s events.

The teacher droned on about something. Who cares what? She glanced at the clock, paused and talked on.

My mind was thinking, Why? Not me. Him. Her. But why? A stream of water was flowing down my face. A river slow and steady, but harsh and dangerous. I quickly wiped it away.

“Ms. Natalie Lone, is everything alright?” In the middle of class. In the middle of the lesson. How stupid!

I looked up. “Of course.” I stared her straight in the eyes and smiled. She smiled back. Good. I thought. That’s over with. But it wasn’t. Why would it be?

My eyes closed and my chin gradually fell to my chest. I thought back. Back to yesterday; back to her. Back to Erik. I screamed inside, begging to be set free from all of my worries, from all of my thoughts, but I couldn’t be. I pictured the cave in the mountain full of homework I had to do. Not to mention, the house. I thought about the work my mom had, and how I had to organize and help her prepare. I couldn’t stand to see her suffer. I tried to focus on my teacher, but the pounding of the hammer on my head was disturbing me. Tears were strolling freely down my face. My head ached and swirled with frustration. I forced myself to look up, but I saw nothing. My vision darkened, as I felt my body crash to the cold and unwelcoming tile floor.

I was glad. I thought I had found a new way to get away. To get away from me, from them, from my thoughts. But I hadn’t. I was still laying there; blood trickling from my nose, my mind had found a way to gather all of my troubles and threw them unto me, injured and afraid. I was trapped. I had let it get to me.

I loose concentration. I loose everything for a second.

My teacher hands me a glass of water, but I tossed it aside and ran out the classroom. I wasn’t trying to make a scene. No, but I was trying to get to a bathroom.

This time, I cried, and I wailed. I wiped away the vomit on my lip and tried to steady myself. I felt so dizzy outside. But on the inside, I wasn’t just dizzy, I was confused.

I washed my hands and washed out my mouth. I hated the taste. It was torture. More torture.

I walked back to the classroom and sat down into my seat as if nothing had even happened. She saw my _expression, my feelings, and she sensed my thoughts, so she kept quiet and smiled at me. I stared her in the eyes. They were so full…of…concern.

So when I looked at her this very moment, my memory of yesterday for the time being, I saw the same look in her eyes as the day before, and I smiled. Teachers care, but I already knew that. It was only nice to be reminded.

The bell rang, and I started to pack everything up again. Her gaze followed me out of the classroom, but she kept her vow and kept silent. So, naturally, I kept on walking. Her gaze still following me even as I drew close to the cafeteria.

I loved lunch. Or at least I used to. 

"Hey Remus!" Sirius shouted from across the dining hall.

"Hi Sirius."

"What are you doing? You aren’t even eating! You must be crazy!" Sirius looked at him with concern and then smiled, remembering what day it was.

It doesn’t matter. He looked out at the students and then started to explode in laughter.

"What the hell are you laughing about?" Sirius looked behind his shoulder and didn’t seem to find what Remus was looking at.

Remus walked out, and headed toward the back, to a certain seventh year girl. Sirius followed him.

"Hello." He held out his hand like a gentleman and she couldn’t help but blush. She grabbed it and kissed him on the cheek.

Sirius jumped back. "ARE YOU CRAZY!? She isn’t even at age yet!"

Remus laughed and picked her up. Even if Sirius knew who she really was, he wouldn’t have known they were together. He grabbed her in his arms and kissed her, straight in the mouth. Everybody turned, astonished to see a professor profess his or her love toward anyone before.

Sirius practically tripped over one of the benches. He saw his cousin changing forms from one to the next, although it was too fast to see her in one specific body. "TONKS!"

Tonks licked Remus’ neck and smiled at her astonished cousin. Remus had wrapped his arm around her, his hand nearly touching her butt.

She’s…she’s like…15 years younger than you!" Everybody’s heads had turned by now. His eyes were full of rage and fury. He looked at his friend. "What the hell, Remus! Get your hands off her!"

Remus looked at him. "Now don’t be stupid Sirius. It was I who came. He didn’t ask me."

"No, Tonks." Remus let go of her and took Sirius to the other side of the Great Hall. Listen to me. We were going to tell you. We had to anyway. If we want you to be our best man."

"WHAT?" Sirius hollered. "YOU TWO ARE GETTING MARRIED?"

"Calm down." Remus tried to put his hand on Sirius shoulder, but Sirius took out his wand and blew Remus across the Hall. Remus tried to get up, but the blow had winded him. He clutched his stomach, and blew out heavy. He started to walk toward him again.

"Look, I know that you are a little…"

"A little!?"

"Okay. Maybe not just a little. But Sirius you have to understand. We love each other."

"Whatever."

"It isn't like I just said that 'Hey, I think I'm going to marry Tonks today.' No, I really love her. We have been dating for a year!"

"What?"Sirius fumed. "A year? And I never knew?"

"Well, we knew you would act like this."

"You haven't.....?"

"This isn't the best place to be talking about that."

"Well, if you haven't, then you shouldn't feel ashamed about saying, 'No, I haven't.'"

"I am not going to lie to you. But I am not going to tell you anything here." Sirius was two inches away from Remus.

"So you have?" Remus looked away and didn't have time to look up because Sirius had punched him the moment he made a move.

"What is your problem?" Remus's lip was bleeding. Remus bided him wirth a body binding spell, and carried him out of the Hall. Well, threw him out. He stopped bleeding and sat back dwn where he was.

 Tonks on the other hand, signaled that she was leaving and Remus got up again and kissed her goodbye. More than anything it was because at this moment, he wanted to kill Sirius. He let go of her hand and went to go sit down again.

He looked at his food, then at his hands, because he had noticed his claws were coming out of his fingers and were peircing his hands. He let go of his grip and pounded the table. He was furious, although he didn't exactly want to put tha whole in the table. Everybody jumped back and he left.