A almost summer night. The air is warm but yet the sounds of a party fill the air. The world ending meteor is not far but we don't care. We are Volcano High's graduate class of 2020. My attention is drawn back to Fang. Her strange outfit choice and hot pink hair reminds me of my mom. She was always quite quirky. They begin playing their last song, the sky now a blinding yellow. Welp here it comes. Mom, Dad, Fang,Trish, Reed, everyone else, I'll see you soon. At least the display in the sky mixed with Worm Drama's song is a beautiful sight. My thoughts are interrupted by the song finishing and the heat from the meteor on my face. Here we go. Goodbye Volcano High, and goodbye everyone. CRASH ... ---------------------------------------------- BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP My eternal silence is interrupted by the sound of a... alarm clock? Waking up, I'm in a room. It can't be my room though, the paintjob on the walls are different. Looking around, there's a mirror so I rub the rest of the tiredness out of my eyes and walk towards the mirror. My body is skinnier then I remember and my short black hair is now replaced by a long, icy blue mess, my skinny body hidden by black pajamas. What the hell is happening? Getting dressed in a regular old t-shirt and sweatpants like before, I head downstairs to be greeted by my mother and father at the table, three younger dragons joining them. Wait... I don't have three brothers... "Oh sweetie! There you are!" My mom's cheery voice catches me off guard. Her voice is loud and a bit high. Is this a joke? Is she putting on a show? Something isn't right about all of this. My mind is racing so much that I find myself blurting out a question. "Mom, Dad, I need to ask some important questions." "First off, what's the date today?" My dad is taken aback but he answers quickly. "It's January 6th." Thank god. Still in the right time, but it's the beginning of the year again. I'm not excited but it's nice, I could make the year different for me or maybe Fang. I need to check more though. Nothing feels right. I want to ask about Volcano High, the meteor or even maybe why is my body is so skinny to a unnatural degree, but I can't. My throat begins to close up, a pitiful squeak comes out of my throat. Looking at my phone, its in a red case, the screen slightly cracked. The time is 7:05 AM. Shit. Late to school on my first day. Sprinting out the front door, bag on my back. Straight to Volcano High. I hope the school is the same. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Finally after what feels like forever, Volcano High emerges from the fog. The building looks different too but it feels somewhat normal somehow. Sensing my unease, I pull out my phone and check my texts. Fang, Trish, Reed, Rosa, Stella.. Yep, everyone's here in my phone's contacts. My texts with them though are confusing. So I'm a bit flirty with both Rosa and Naser. God, these late night texts are hard to read. Putting my phone away, I walk up the stairs to the entrance to Volcano High. I saw Fang and the group talking but I need alone time for now. The halls seem so unfamiliar yet familiar. My three years were spent in halls similar to these and the rest were cut short. If these halls are so familiar, why do they feel so alien? And what was with my family this morning? It's like I woke up in a different place at a different time. My parents seemed off and since when did I have three brothers? I thought I only had one. Also this city is apparently named Volcadera Bluffs. How did I get here? Why is my body different? My barrage of self inflicted questions gets interrupted by the familiar sound of a digitized bell. Time for class. Arriving at my first class, it's homeroom. Of course, might as well get the 2nd most boring class over with. Taking a seat at my new place for the rest of the year, I see Fang and Naomi enter. Oh. That's right, Naomi. Pulling out my phone, I find her texts with me, its mostly negative. What the fuck? Naomi was interested in dating Fang and we were on good terms. Why are these texts mostly threats? My text checking is interrupted by who I assume is the teacher. Some guy who looks slightly Japanese. When he starts speaking, his voice is the most undecipherable, thickest Japanese accent I've let my ears listen to. This class is already boring, so why not kill it texting Fang or something? Before I can question my actions, my phone is already in my hands, scrolling through social media. That's strange... Nothing about a meteor, nothing about the world ending. Just this city going on with their daily lives. I feel sick to my stomach. How did that get wiped from history? I remember the meteor was big enough to end the entire world, and people at Volcano High were talking about it. It was such a big deal and to think that now, wherever I am, the event has been wiped from history. Wait... Grabbing my phone again, I search for Sage, maybe he has the answer, yet he isn't in my phone's somehow. Eventually, I find a number that confirms it's him with the texts, Trying to text him, my text bounces back. Alright then. Plan B: calling him. 'We're sorry, this phone number has been disconnected or is no longer in service' God. Fucking. Damnit. I guess I'm on my own in this world... Fang or anyone else won't believe me. Everyone will think I just went nuts. But it's hard to be on your own when no one will listen and say that what I saw was a bad dream or something, when I remember that night so vividly. It can't be a dream. After class, I have math class. Great. I'll just say I didn't feel well, that's why I'm late. Before I could text Fang or anyone else to try and get a explanation, I see someone. Something I would never expect, a human. Why is there a human at Volcano High? Or even no, the world? I thought it was only dinosaurs. This world is confusing and I'm alone for it all. My nausea kicks in, I run to the bathroom and dry gag into the toilet. I feel something bad is coming eventually, and whatever happens, I need to stop it.