A/N: I have a teaser for my next story "Always A Reason: they strike back" for you all. I hope you read it when I get it posted! It should be great.

"Excuse me, do you have a pencil I can borrow?" He looked at me.


He glanced behind himself at my remark, "A pencil?" He said waving his hand frantically.

"Yeah." I passed him a mechanical pencil from the front of my backpack.

No, this guy was dressed so conservative, rich-like almost, sweater vest and all. But the resemblance was on the dot, pink and black streaks in his hair to make It look almost red from a distance (even with the hidden blonde roots) , that crazy look was hidden somewhere behind his eyes, it was uncanny.

The teacher began to take roll-call, I leaned back waiting for the end of the list so she'd call my name. Not far through the list she called "Marcus Downy." The boy who resembled the Mike from my dream raised his hand and called "present." He notice me staring unbelievably at him and glanced at me, "what?"

"I feel like I know you from somewhere." I squinted my eyes to make sure it was really so close a resemblance, I remembered my dream like it was real, I remembered Mikeā€¦ like he was real.

A/N: Woo hoo, hope you're as excited as I am!