On a hot summer morning, a house was boiling under the merciless sun.

Crap, I don't want to step outside at all. Why is it so hot today?

On my bed, right after I had woken up, I was reorganizing my thoughts about the new high school that I had to be transferred to.

Although the fan was turned on, it wasn't doing any help to the massive nosebleed I had at that time. Why can't we get an air conditioner here? Argh! Why is it so hot?! I shouldn't have moved around too much but the temptation in me had taken over and due to that, I starting rolling around at least a hundred times on my bed, later, stood up and spun around in circles in my room - just because I could. Of course that was an exaggeration but the weather sure was frustrating.

"Crap, now I'm dizzy and it's even hotter now. Argh, what time is it? I need to go to school soon shouldn't I?"

I glanced at my red clock on the wall and to my horror, it was already midday. Wait, what?! I knew it! I knew that it was too hot to be in the morning. Crap, I need to go to school!

To be honest, I was a lazy person so my room was a pig's pen, I didn't clean it for half a year. Ignoring the scattered clothes and paper on the floor, I slowly stood up in exasperation and searched for my school pamphlet.

With my head feeling fuzzy, I read out the front of the paper, "Garen Boarding High School? Hm? Why would dad send me-"

After I had adjusted my eyes, something inside me had ticked. G-Gardenia? Gardenia Boarding High School? What? But, I never... Originally, I had thought that my dad would send me off into some random prestigious high school - with a somewhat high academic rate or what ever, but not Gardenia High School. My body froze in shock for that moment. I was standing still, unable to move for a long couple of seconds, staring at the paper. I would've moved but I couldn't.

Suddenly, blood dropped on to the paper, along with the tissue in my nose, and my fan started creaking intensely. I flinched and was right back to conscious with my heart beating like a conga drum due to the previous unexpected events.

"Stupid little..." I quietly groaned in annoyance as I turned off the fan and loudly yelled for my dad, covering my nose. No reply though. I yelled the second time in a louder voice and an oddly lower tone, "Dad!"

Argh, what is he up to?...Oh man, don't tell me he's in trouble? Feeling annoyed about the situation, I stormed off like an elephant downstairs, lazily dropping the pamphlet along the way.

I started calling him again, "Dad! What's wrong? If it's those guys, stop giving them money, I mean, do you seriously-!"

Before I could finish my sentence, I observed the room and saw five men neatly dressed in black and two in white. A cold air filled the room and tickled up my spine. My body froze in shock as I realised what I have done.

"I-I-I-u-u-uh," I stuttered, " Nice weather today isn't it? Hehe..."

Silence filled the room. If there was a way to measure the level of awkwardness, this one would've been shot off in to another planet. Unfortunately, the only substance that got shot off was blood from my nose. I quickly covered it up in utter embarrassment and ran straight back to my room. A loud bang was heard from my door as I closed it. N-Nice weather? That was all you could've thought up of? Great, you're awesome...me...ARGH!

Suddenly curious about my heartbeat, I placed my hand upon my chest. It wasn't exactly beating too fast but every beat felt like it had a squeezing sensation to it. I felt like fainting. Why am I getting so worked up about this? Usually, I would be calmer, with that stoic face I would put up to everyone...Argh, I'm so dizzy...Yeah...I'm probably dreaming...

As my surroundings blurred out, I felt like my brain was floating. I felt like the whole room was spinning, and that my body was freakishly hot. It felt like there were ants biting me under my skin, in my blood and especially, in my lungs.

Eventually, I blacked out.

By the next morning, birds had awoken me beside my window. I was still on that same position on the floor next to the door. I glanced back up to the clock. It was around 5 A.M. The room felt cooler than usual. Wow, so it was a dream! Yay!

I got up, brushed my teeth and went to the living room, still feeling uncomfortable about my 'dream'.

"Hey, Dad, um..."

"Yeah, Lydia, we're going out to your new school at six, be ready by then since yesterday you were out cold," he replied dully, while reading the newspaper.

"Uh, um , you never told me that I had to go to a boarding school, not Gardenia High...I mean, I didn't even pack,"

"Well, get ready then. You should find your new uniform in the bathroom. Oh, and don't pack."

"Well, can I at least ask where the school is?"

He placed the paper down and walked towards the kitchen, ignoring my question.

Argh, fine, fine, just ignore me huh? Wait, so that did happen! Crap!...What ever...My usual manner had gone back to normal. It seemed as though I could finally compose my emotions properly again. I sighed in relief. Okay, time to Get ready.

The school uniform wasn't that bad, it was simple yet fashionable. It consisted of a white dress, a small dark, green jacket and boots up to the knee, both having that flower, gardenia, logo located on some place of the item. To be honest, it looked quite befitting for me but, somehow, it wasn't really my type of clothing.