Dread.

"Julie...?"
He asks, concerned.

Somewhat in denial;
I shove him,
ran back inside,
and sulk in the darkness of my room.

Did I get that dream...
Because it was telling me that
it wasn't meant to be?

Downstairs...
A lonely five dollar bill
sat on the counter. Alongside
was the smoothie, half-full again.

Pondering...
Can I get a second chance...?

Hesitant.
I take the smoothie and finish it.

***

"Good morning Julie!"

"Oh... Good morning Ruka."

"Hm...?"

"Wha - what is it?"

"You seem... kind of... different."

"Different? How?"

"I always see you so energetic and carefree, but...
You seem... depressed."

"Oh...! I just had a bad dream, that's all, but..
something unusual happened."

I told her.

About the dream.
About Vel.

"B-Bell...?"

"No! It's Vel!"

"Hm... The name sounds familar... Besides that,
we should hurry before we're late!"

"Oh shoots! You're right!"

We cut out conversation short
and high tail it to our class.