text: "Let this be a warning, the stars align for you. They will make an example out of you." The mist cleared and I was in darkness, like a cave with a hole viewing the night sky. Through it, stars shown in a brilliant white belt. Then suddenly each star exploded and formed a mass that was nearly a third the size of the sun. The mass exploded then, and the cave was blasted away, rock flying every which way. The earth was laid out below me as it was destroyed, blown apart with the power of the huge blast. The voice that wasn't a voice cut through the dim light once again. "Let this be a warning, the stars align for you. They will make an example out of you." It was like every force of life that had ever lived, was delivering a message to me. I awoke in the cool darkness of my room, my heart pounding as I tried to process it. This wasn't the first time I had dreamt that, and I shuddered, beating down the fear that threatened to rise. It was later that day during school when flashes tore through my head. The belt of stars, the mass, the destruction, the voice, replaying the warning over and over, ringing in my ears. I tuned it out, trying desperately to focus on the math quiz I was presented with. *Solve for x; 3x(8)=24.* I focused and tried my best, etching away until I found what I considered to be the answer. Why was I so bad at math? I couldn't even solve a very simple equation like this. I set down my pen and studdied the room. 2 windows to the left, slightly open so the fresh breeze could wash over the students. We were on the second floor, the parking lot bellow, riddled with cars. Ahead, the front of the classroom boasted 2 whiteboards, an old chalkboard with no chalk, the teacher's desk to the far left corner, and a projecter screen which rolled down, a thin silver chain and plastic ball at the tip. The screen was unrolled and covered the chalkboard, and on it was a sheet from a math book with notes scrawled over it. Might as well have been greek to me. I looked back down at my sheet of clean white paper, my leg tapping. I whispered the equation three times in a row as my brain calculated out each step. The belt of stars, the mass, the destruction, the voice, replaying the warning over and over, ringing in my ears. I tapped my foot harder and dropped my pen. Why can't I focus? I could hear the clock ticking. I had 2 pages of this test left and I have 10 minutes to finish it. There's no way. Nada. Suddenly my brain registered the figure to my left. "Hmm." She said. "Still on the third problem?" I looked up at the teacher, my heart pounding. 10th grade and all I get is a failing test grade right after the other. She must think I'm stupid. Who is THIS bad at math? "Sorry Mrs. Reunberg," I whispered. I looked down at the papers. I crumpled them up and handed the wad of paper to her. "I'm no good." But she was shaking her head. "Nonsense. Come by the room before and after school every day the rest of this week. We'll work through it." I shook my head at her and sighed. "Why not?" She asked. I stood up from the flimsy red chair and pushed it aside. "I'm no good." Suddenly Mrs. Reunburg grasped my hand. "I know what you're capable of." She whispered. I stared at her blankly. Surely she didn't mean... "I think I can help you with those... dreams." She said again. I almost fell over, my knees going weak. "I have to go," I told her as I dashed away from her room. I turned down the nasty beige walls, lined with dull red lockers, and ended up at the stairs. I fled down them and winded my way towards the front of the school, out the doors and into a nice breezy day. There were pine trees, sure to be filled with those nasty scorpions, wrapping the way around the perimiter of the school. I carefully made my way through the walkways and away from the trees and towards the parking lot, then I went over to my car, a tiny brown honda, ugly as butt. I touched the handle, and heard a noise behind me. "I can help you," a voice said, not really a voice, but more like the life force of every thing that had ever lived. I shivered. My teacher found out my secret.