I am so sorry for the late update. My final exams are coming, and I doubt that it would be easy :))

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So anyways, here's the next chapter



"Are you really sure you're alright?"

I glanced up at Kenneth, who was staring, worried, at me. I managed to force out a smile at him to tell him I was okay, but apparently it didn't work.

"You seem very out of mind lately," He cupped one of his hands to my forehead to check my temperature. I rolled my eyes slightly, wondering how lucky I was that he only did this to me when we were in the kitchen at home and not somewhere around school, "Are you sleeping well?"

"Yeah, I guess," I murmured. To be honest, I haven't gotten enough sleep even though I slept early and wake up surprisingly late. This hasn't really gotten in place for me these days. "I'm just… tired."


I shrugged, trying to come up with an excuse. "Probably because of the tests and homework…"

"We're in the middle of April."


"The final exams aren't coming until June."

"Uh," I said. "There are still some quizzes from some of the teachers. I was afraid I might fail at the subjects, so I decided to take some time off to study."

"Which ones?"

"Science. Mr. John's class," I lied through my teeth.

Ken sighed and patted my back. It was a gesture when we were young, but he still used it even now. It made me look like an innocent kid with a big bro. Ugh. "Whatever," Kenneth said. "Just don't go overboard. Take some of your study time to rest, okay? You can even go out and play with that kid- um, who was it?- Sabrina."

"It's actually Selena," I corrected. Selena would be so heartbroken to know the fact that Kenneth forgot her name.

"I can't remember girl names."

"You make out with half of them."

"Let's just go to school," He changed the subject so suddenly I sniffed a laugh.

We grabbed our backpacks and headed outside.



Okay, so here's the thing.

First, I would go out to find Jake. Then I'd bring him to somewhere where no one can listen to our conversation, and have a talk about the presence of him being in both worlds like me.

But how am I supposed to do this when a bunch of guys and girls were surrounding Jake so early in the morning?


I tried to find an opportunity where no one would be hanging out around Jake, but I had no chance. There was not a time when he was left alone, and if he was, I couldn't bring myself to find him.

I entered Science class that day- the only subject that I had together with Jake- and saw him in the middle of the classroom. He looked like he was tortured about the fact that he was followed and had to listen to a bunch of teenagers. I giggled. Jake was the type of guy who wanted to be left alone.

I inhaled and exhaled. Selena wasn't here yet, so I concluded that this was the perfect chance for me to talk to Jake.

I marched towards the crowd and came in front of him. "I need to talk to you," I said, attracting the attention of Jake to me.

He looked startled when he recognized who I was. Huh. He must've not noticed that I was present on Earth yesterday.

"F-Freya?" He mumbled. The sound of him calling my name was odd, like he hasn't really said it before. I sighed and grabbed his wrists, pulling him out of the classroom, ignoring all the curious looks I got from everyone, including the teacher.

"Hey, stop with the pulling!" Jake shouted as we entered the lobby of the second floor, where no one was present. I let go of him and he glared at me, his eyes half angry, half confused. He rubbed his wrists at the place where my hand was on before. "What the hell are you thinking? And what are you doing here!"

"Look, hot-headed," I raised both my hands up. "Let's take this calmly." Yeah, like that's happening.

"What are you doing here?" Jake repeated.

"This is where I study."

"No, I mean, why are you here on Earth?"

"I've lived here my whole life."

"Then why the heck were you on Jeeraf?"

"It's Jirag," I frowned. "And I've lived there my whole life, too."

He stared at me, and there was a moment of silence. He seemed to be taking the information pretty good. I had expected him to jump and shout the heck out of his lungs.

"Okay, listen, because I'm just as surprised as you are," I sighed. "I've lived in both Earth and Jirag for as long as I can remember, and I travel from this world to the other by sleeping. Once I fall sleep on Earth, and bang! the next thing I know is that I wake up in Jirag."

Jake tightened his eyes after I was done explaining. He looked like he had a serious headache. "Yeah, this is complicated," He raised his head up to stare at me. "I'm the same as you."

One of my eyebrows shot up. "Really?"

"Unfortunately, yeah."

My confused look slowly turned into a wide grin.

"What are you smiling for?" He scowled at me. "This is the worst thing that could happen to me. I was hoping I could live peacefully like the way it was before for the rest of my life."

"No, it's just that…" I blushed. "I finally have someone I can talk to without hiding my secrets."

"I won't be listening," Jake warned.

"Still!" I beamed. "Aren't you excited?"

"But we have to talk more about this matter," He said. "I have to find more information about getting out of this situation, and how we ended up like this together."

"Okay," I smiled happily as the bell rang, and we raced up to class.

As soon as I got into Science class, all the sleepiness overwhelmed me again. My eyes couldn't exactly open, and my head couldn't think clearly about the lesson. My mind was somewhere else, enjoying its vacation.

"Freya!" Mr. John's voice woke me up. My heart skipped a beat, and my body jumped. I could clearly hear the giggles from the students in class. I stared at Mr. John, hoping I did not miss any questions. "Were you sleeping?"

Damn, what now?

"Were you sleeping in my class?" Mr. John's voice grew louder, repeating his question. Everyone knew he didn't like waiting.

"Yes," I murmured.

He sighed. "What am I going to do with you?" The sight of his head shaking meant danger. "Talk to me after class. We have to discuss your problems." Problems? Okay, that sounded a little mental.

I opened my mouth to speak, but closed it afterwards. I decided the best way to please Mr. John was to stay silent.

And I did.

After Science class ended, I exchanged a look to Selena and walked towards the teacher's table. "Mr. John," I spoke, reminding him that I was there.

He turned to look at me. "Ah, right. About what happened earlier—"

"I'm sorry," I interrupted.


"I'm sorry," I repeated. I hoped that he would let me get away with his punishments if I apologized.

But that didn't happen.

"Good," He said. "But I might have to tell you that you're going to get tutoring classes from me, starting tomorrow, Freya. We're going to have an extra class after school."

I opened my eyes wide. "What—" The hell?

"Four o'clock every Tuesday and Thursday in the afternoon. Don't be late."


"Oh, don't worry, it's only going to last an hour," He smiled wickedly. "Now you may go home. Have a nice day, Freya."

Why do I hate Science?

I stared at him, hoping that what he said earlier was just a joke, but he said nothing. I tottered out of the class, not bothering to say goodbye.

"So," Selena jumped in front of me, and I looked at her. "How did that go?"

"Tutoring class in the afternoon."

"Oh," Her face dropped. It looked kinda funny. "Didn't the 'I'm sorry' thing work?"


"That's odd."

I groaned and we both walked to the stairway.

"Hey, you!" We turned around to see Jake running after us, out of breath. "I need to talk to Freya." He glanced at Selena.

Selena met his eyes, and her eyes suddenly got wide. "Oh, yes! Of course!"

I glared at her, but she only returned it with a wink and turned to walk in another direction. I whined again. "What do you want, Jake?"

He frowned. "Dreams. I need to know more about this matter."


"Didn't I say I know nothing more about it?" I said.

"I don't think so."

"Great," I muttered. "I don't know."

Jake raised an eyebrow, and I made a face in response.

"Then how are we going to get out of this mess, then?" He scratched his head, which I thought looked kind of cute. "I don't want to be stuck here with you."

Or not.

"Hey, sister, we gotta go home."

God, why did everyone have to come for me? I'm seriously having a headache!

"Yeah, yeah, Kenneth," I replied to my brother, who was standing, arm crossed, just a few meters away from us. He had separated his girlfriend and was now waiting for me. I guess he really did worry about me, after all. "I'll be there in a second."

"I'll be out at the bike."

I sighed as I heard his footsteps getting quieter and quieter, then turned at Jake.

"You ride home by a bike?" was the first thing Jake said.

"I like it, okay?" I blushed. "Anyway, let's just talk tomorrow. In Jirag, I mean. I have to go now; Kenneth hates waiting." I ran towards the direction Ken was heading. "Have a nice rest-of-the-day, Jake." Then disappeared down the gate.



"Answer my question!"

"Why would I?"

"Because I'm your brother and I have the right to know."

"Why do you want to know?" I stuck my tongue out at Kenneth. We were finally at home, and without Aunt Julie, I swear we were like dogs and cats barking at each other.

"Are you dating him?"

"Jake? Hell, no."

"Good, then," Ken slapped my shoulder slightly. "That's all I need to know."

I raised an eyebrow.

"Is he just a friend?" Kenneth continued.

"Oh, God, Ken!" I groaned, putting my bag down at the kitchen seat and started preparing dinner for both of us. "Why do you sound so much like a grandma right now?"

"I do not."


"Do not."

"Okay, fine, he's only a friend! Happy?" I placed the last tray of food on the table and served myself dinner.

We spent the whole afternoon eating and shouting at each other. This was usually the period of time when I yearned for Aunt Julie to be home and stop us. I wished she didn't have to go to work late at night so often.

After we were done eating our meal, we put all the dishes in the dishwasher and headed back upstairs.

"Why are you such a stubborn sister?" Ken shouted at the other end of the hall.

"And you are a troublesome brother!" I commented, standing in front of my bedroom door.

"I am your brother, and I have the right to know."

"I've heard that before."

"You're so stubborn!"

"Glad that it pissed you off!"

"What a sister!"

"What a brother!"

We slammed the doors and I slumped down the floor, panting. I never knew fighting and teasing with Kenneth was a lot more tiring than I imagined it would be.

I jumped on my bed, not bothering to do homework or take a bath or anything. I only had a vague memory of the door opening and Kenneth putting a blanket on me.

Otherwise, I didn't remember anything.

I was fast asleep.