"Juliet Harriot! Juliet Harriot has won the race!" The woman shouted. Juliet's head shot up. Had she really just won? There was no way. She pushed her long black wavy hair from her face and huffed. She puffed out her chest and slowly crept  up to the front of the field. People were staring into her ocean blue eyes. Her head started spinning. What WAS she going to say? Juliet felt as if she was going to throw up. She blinked a few times before her vision got blurry. She felt weight go down on her hands. A trophy? A metal? She swallowed hard. This was NOT supposed to happen! She blinked and looked down at her hands. A trophy...wait what?

"JULIET! JULIET WAKE UP!" Mrs. Wilston screamed. Juliet's eyes shot open. It was a dream? She looked around her. She was in class. She looked back at the short pale woman in front of her. Mrs. Wilston was short, and plump. She had dirty blonde hair and cold, dead brown eyes. Juliet swallowed hard as people around her laughed and whispered to each other. The bell rang and Juliet jolted from her seat. She grabbed her things and ran out of the classroom, and straight to her locker she went. When she opened her locker, her things were scattered and there was one note sitting in the middle of it. She grabbed it and wiped the dust from it. It smelled of old. Odd. She read it aloud to herself. "I'm Coming." She read. Juliet shook her head as the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. This could not be happening. She swallowed hard and her vision went blurry again, before everything went black.

(Sorry if its shitty)