---Monday. 7:15---

* Auto message was in the kitchen, in her physical form, cooking breakfeast. She had made two pancakes, light brown, and placed them on a bright white plate. She then went to another table, and got three things. Blueberries, Strawberries, and Maple Syrup *

* She walked back over, poured a small circle of syrup in the middle, and placed a blueberry in the middle of THAT circle. She made the same design on the other pancake. Then, she placed Strawberries, upside down, into a arch shape, just below the pancakes. This formed a smiley face, and then she looked down at her new "creation" *

Auto message: Huh...not to bad!

* Auto message took the plate, and set it at the far end of a round table. Then she took a plate that looked like the SAME thing, and placed it on the opposite side *

Auto message: Dream? DREAM?

* She could hear him walking downstairs. She saw Dream, and he STILL looked COMPLETLEY different frorm what Auto Message remembered. She was kinda shocked by his change *

Auto message: I made breakfeast.

Dream: Yeah, no. I'm full.

Auto message: But you didn't even eat anything!

Dream: I'm fine.

Auto message: Dream, not eating breakfeast is not a healthy choice!

Dream: What part of "I'm fine" do you NOT get?

Auto message: What is wrong with you? You've been acting strangely ever since you came back home, with that grape juice bottle- thing...

Dream * Sarcasim *: Oh really? Wow, isn't THAT shocking? 

Auto message: What is up with your attitude, too?! You've gotten expeled for punching someone in school, you haven't been talking to me! You haven't even eaten BREAKFEAST!

* Dream's hand turned to a fist, he growled *

Dream: You wouldn't understand, even if I DID tell you, you would never get it. 

Auto Message: Just try me!

Dream: Enough! I JUST want to go to school! 

Auto message: But Dream-

Dream: I SAID ENOUGH!

* Dream slammed his fist onto the table.The strawberries flew off one of the plates, the pancakes slid off from position, and the blueberries just flung up to the ceiling and back down on the table, like fruity bullets *

Auto message: ...

Dream: ...See you later...

* Dream walked forward, as he opened the front door. And slammed it shut HARD. He sounded pissed, almost angry at her *

* Auto message just looked frozen. She looked down at the pancakes. Before sighing *

* She sat down, and took a bite of one of the pancakes. She looked down at the pancakes she had made, she was hungry. But, she didn't want to eat it *

*  It just wasn't the same....*

---Monday. 7:30---

* Hatred Dream was sitting on the couch in the living room, watching Tv. He liked watching Tv before heading off towards his school. Which was actually a DIFFERENT school then Dream's. Hatred Dream kept watching, that was, until he heard the door slam HARD *

* Hatred Dream lowered the volume. He didn't see anyone near the front door...*

* He ignored, shrugging it off. And looking back to his T.v *

* Finally, he turned off his T.v. And got up, he walked to the front door, since he was already ready, and opened it. He shut the door behind him, reveiling the outside to him *

* Hatred walked down the steps, as he then cut the lawn, to the sidewalk on the other side. He followed it, turnin rght, heading north, and then turning west *

Hatred Dream: ...

* He could already tell, people staring at him, people glaring at him. He looked behind him *

* He caught the glimpse of someone looking through a window at him. But once he turned, the person there closed te window, pretending not to glare at him *

* Hatred Dream looked down. As he reached the bus stop, and got on. Everyone in the bus was glaring at him as well. Soon, the bus stopped infront of his school, and then Hatred got off *

* Just a few seconds off the bus, and he could already hear the people yelling *

???: HEY! THERE'S THE KID WHO NEARLY KILLED US ALL!

???: WHAT A FREAK!

???: GET LOST MURDERER!

???: NOBODY WANTS YOU HERE!

???: HEY BUDDY! COME FIGHT ME WHILE YOUR AT IT!

* Hatred Dream kept looking down, it was just normal for him to do that. Everyone screamed at him, yelling, pointing. He felt horrible...*

* Soon, they began to throw rocks, bottles, even BACKPACKS! *

* Hatred Dream fell on to the ground, slamming his body down, and causing him to scream in pain, and it hurt a LOT *

???: TAKE THAT!

???: THAT'S WHAT YOU GET!

???: GET LOST!

???: WHY BOTHER BEING HERE, HUH?!

* Hatred Dream got back up, and, before they would continue to throw stuff, he ran towards the school doors *

* Kids threw everything they could get and see, and as SOON as possible. Nobody wanted him, he just kept running to the school *

* Finally, he crashed through the doors, passing his locker, and running to the boys bathroom. He got into one of the stalls, and closed it. All that could be heard, was soft crying. He looked down at his backpack, and un zipped it. He reached inside, and took out a set of pills *

* Hatred Dream shakily took one pill out, and inserted it into his mouth. And then, he took a bottle of water, and drank some of it *

* Hatred Dream capped the water bottle, and put it back inside. Then set the pills back *

* Hatred Dream looked calmer, which kinda showed they might be anxiety pills...*

* Hatred Dream got back up, and opened the stall *

* He walked out of the bathroom, and then walked to his class *

* He needed something to get his mind off of it. He would get a drink something later on, maybe Mountain Dew *

* But right now...he just wanted to survive *

---Monday. 9:48---

* The bell rang in Dream's school, as kids came RUNNING out, going to lockers, talking, all that fancy jazz *

* But instead, Admin walked STRAIGHT to class, he looked left and right, like he was trying to look out for someone *

* But it was too late for that *

???: HEY ADMIN!

* Admin froze, he turned wide eyes, before turning around, and looking at ??? *

Admin:  Hi...Brandon.

* Standing there, were two jocks. The third one, or the "leading one" wasn't there *

Brandon: WHY DIDN'T YOU COME AND FOLLOW US?

Admin: I would have looked weak...

Jock #1: Listen BUDDY.

* The Jock pushed Admin backwards, making him fall to the floor *

Jock #1: Whatever WE DO. YOU FOLLOW!

Admin: I-I GET THAT JERALD! But I just-

Brandon: WE LET YOU INTO THE GROUP. YOU FOLLOW US! DON'T FORGET YOUR PLACE!

Admin: YOUR NOT LISTEN-

* Brandom lifted his foot, and slammed it down on his fingers. This caused Admin to shreik in pain *

Jerald: No, YOUR not listening. FROM THIS POINT ON, YOU ARE NO LONGER PART OF US!

Admin: No! No! Please! I-I swear!

Brandon: YOU SWEAR W.H.A.T HUH? YOUR TOO LATE FOR STUFF LIKE THAT!

* Brandon grabbed Admin, and threw him against the wall. Admin hit his head, causing him to shreik AGAIN *

Admin: ...

* Jerald started to run up,  about to punch the living daylights out of Admin *

* But instead of running...Admin's eyes turned red *

Admin: Not. So. Fast.

---Monday. 9:48 PM--- 

* Dream was at home, in his room. Auto message was in the kithcen cooking dinner. Admin was in his room. Hatred Dream was in the basment watching MORE T.v. And the SQUIP? *

* It was floating in the living room. It had it's glasses on, looking at a blue screen above it's face. It swiped through, before clicking something *

* He had clicked the info on Dream AT THIS POINT IN TIME. He skimmed past info, and went to the popularity bar *

* Which read this. Popularity: 85% *

SQUIP: Not enough....Not enough...

* The SQUIP's blue screen dissapeared, and he took off his glasses *

SQUIP: It is time...

* The SQUIP looked at Dream's room, and smiled *

SQUIP: Get some rest, dream.

SQUIP: You have a big descison to make = )