Taylor's P.O.V.

I run and grab her before she falls and hits her head on some weights. She looks really sick and is pale. I pick her up and bring her to the room. She's really light which is a good thing because I have to carry her up the stairs to the room. 

After I call Greg I grab a bucket and put it next to her purple bed. I put a wet cloth on her forehead to try to cool her down. I'm glad we have to take a health course before we can do anything else. Then I hear the door open. Greg walks in and goes to her side and checks her temperature and some other things.

"What happened?" Greg says a little concerned and looks at me. I wonder why he has such a strong connection with her?

"She was working out and then when she was walking back I saw her eyes close and I thought she was going to fall, so I ran to her and brought her back here." I said and sat down on the ground next to the wooden ladder of the bed.

"Why were you following her or were you working out with her?" He says still looking at me.

"She screamed in her sleep which woke me up and I saw she went out of the room so I followed her." I say plain and simple.

"Ohh,ok. I think she has a minor cold, but because she worked her body so hard it shut down. She might get pale, but that's all that might affect her on the outside. The sickness will most likely just make her feel tired and she will most likely puke." He says and stands up.

"Why do you care for her so much, I know you care for all of us, but you act like she's your daughter or like you've known her for a long time." I say and stand up with him.

"I should probably let you in on something, but you can't let her know, not now anyways." I nod my head and listen to what he has to say.

Alaina's P.O.V.

I grab my shirt because I'm dead tired of working out and I start to walk to the room, but I feel really dizzy. I close my eyes to make is go away, but my feet wobble. I wait to hit the ground because I can't move, I try but it's like my body has extra weight and I can't catch myself. Then I feel someones arms go around me and catch me. I get more dizzy when the person picks me up, I try to stay awake, but there's too much weight, so I go to sleep.

Once I wake up I feel that I'm in a bed. I go to sit up and look where I am, but my stomach says differently and I start throwing up. It all goes in a bucket. When'd that get here? I look around the room and realize that it's Taylor's and mine. Then I see Taylor's bathroom door open. His hair is a little messy.

"Your awake?" He says surprised. I nod my head, which was a bad idea because I throw up again. 

"Well at least it's getting out of my system." I say and try to think positive. 

"True. Would you like some water?" Taylor asks after I'm done throwing up.

"Ya." I say not wanting to nod my head again and risk throwing up. He comes back with a glass of cold water. I take a drink and it helps get the bad taste away.

"Are there toothbrushes here?" I said wanting to get the puke taste out.

"Umm, I might have an extra one in my bathroom." He says and goes back into his bathroom.

My head is killing me right now, so I grab a pillow and put it around by head tightly. Taylor taps me on the shoulder. "Found one." He says and I pull the pillow off my head, which hurts makes my headache worse. Grr I can't win.

"Thanks." I say in a soft voice. "Do you have any toothpaste I can use?" He nods his head and hands me the toothpaste like he knew I was going to ask. "Thanks again." I say and get up. After I'm done brushing my teeth and emptying the puke bucket I go back out and look at the clock where Taylor is. It's 2am. Great, I'm going to be tired for school. I wonder why he's up still? 

"Hey, do you know who caught me when I blacked out?" I ask him and he turns from his laptop.

"Ya." He says and scratches his head awkwardly. I motion for him to continue and he huffs "It was me."

I give him a confused look. "You were asleep." At least I thought he was.

"No I woke up when you screamed." He says and closes his laptop.

"You followed me to the workout room?" I ask a little mad that he would follow me. He says no right to be nosey and know what I'm doing.

"Ya, I wanted to make sure you were ok, so I just followed you around." He says like it's not a big deal.

"I can handle myself," I said raising my voice a little.

"Well, obviously you can't because you blackout. If I wasn't for me you would have hit your head on some weights and you'd be worse than you are now. It's not like I'm stalking you, just chill, ok." He says and runs his hands through his hair as if he's frustrated. Fine, I grab my pillow, pull it over my head like before, grab my comforter pull it over me and go back to sleep.

Taylor's P.O.V.

Gosh she is so freaking stubborn, I helped her. I didn't do anything wrong. Whatever. I wanted to ask what her dream was about, but judging by the way she was now she wasn't going to talk to me. Since I closed my laptop I might as well go to sleep before I have to get up and workout.

Beep, Beep, Beep. I get of my bed and go to my alarm wanting it to shut up. Alaina's awake because of my alarm and she looks like a zombie. Her hair's a mess and she looks confused. Probably because she didn't get any sleep either.

"What are you doing at 5am?" She asks in a soft morning voice as she removes the covers. She still only has a sports bra on, but she doesn't seem to care or to notice.

"I workout in the morning," I say grabbing sweats to change into. She gets up too, but I don't know why. I go into my bathroom and change into my sweatpants. When I walk out Alaina has her hair up and is still in her workout clothes. "You're coming with?" I ask surprised that she wants to do anything because of her being sick and the fact that yesterday she acted as if she wanted nothing to do with me.

"Ya, I won't do much, but I can see what you do when I'm feeling more stable." She states and walks out of the room. I follow her and grab my shirt. She finds the room better than yesterday which is good. But it's hard not to stare at her when she's in sweats, she really can pull them off. Man stop staring at her, that's a little weird. A voice says in my head, but who says you're supposed to listen.

Once we get to the workout room she meets Sky.

"Hey, are you new?" She asks Alaina.

"Ya."

"Oh, sweet another girl. My names Sky." Sky says and extends her hand.

"Alaina." Alaina shakes her hand, but she seems interested in other things as if people aren't on her to do list.

"Well, let's go workout," I say before Sky can talk her ear off.

"K talk later, I've got to go to work," Sky says and jogs off.

"She seems cool. How old is she?" Alaina asks still seeming to be paying attention to things around her.

"I think she's 21." I shrug putting my shirt down.

"Hmm. So what are we going to do?" She questions and follows me.

"I normally just run 2 miles, but sometimes I do the obstacle course or do some punches."

"Are we running today?" She asks and her eyes widening, not in fear, it's as if they're bright, like excitement.

"Ya?" I say confused on why she's so excited. We go to the treadmills and start to run. "Remember don't push yourself too hard," I say as she puts 9 as her speed. I don't feel like trying to catch her if she passes out again. 

"I'll be fine." She states and starts. I run at the same pace as her for most of the time until there's 500 left. She sprints it at 12 mph. Once she's done she walks until I'm done. I'm out of breath, but she's fine because she walked it off. She still looks sweaty and has messy hair, but she's not breathing heavily.

"Do you run a lot?" I ask getting my breath back.

"Ya, typically run 5 miles every day of the week except on the weekends."

"That's a lot of running when you're not in a sport or training for something."

"I like to run. Ok, you want to lead us back because I've got no clue how to?" She asks laughing a little and throws me my shirt.

"Sure." I catch my shirt and begin to lead us back to our room.

Alaina's P.O.V.

I follow him. I can see the beads of sweat on his back because he's not wearing a shirt, but nobody really does when they workout, so it's not like he's trying to impress me. He must workout a lot. It was amusing to think he could keep up with me though. 

After we go a few more turns he opens the door. Great, I wasn't paying attention to where we were going, how am I going to get around here if I keep staring at him or letting my mind wander. It's easy don't, I remind myself.

"See you in 30." He says and goes to his bathroom. 30 minutes, damn that's a long time just to get ready. Whatever, I guess some people just need more time.

I get into the shower and see there is shampoo, conditioner, and body soap. The shower is white, but everything else at this place is blue. Wonder why? After I take an 8-minute shower I get dressed in the clothes I was in before. Definitely, need to bring some clothes. I wrap my hair up in my towel so it dries quicker. I walk out and go to the bottom bunk, I turn my music on and grab my headphones. I close my eyes and listen. The first song is Faint by Linkin Park. After a few more songs I take my towel out of my hair and start to brush it. Once my hair is finally all brushed through I hang my towel on the bathroom door and wait for Taylor to get done because I don't know where to go and I don't feel like getting lost. It's not long before Taylor's bathroom door opens. He looks at me surprised.

"What?" I ask and take out one of my headphones.

"You don't take as long as most girls do to get ready." He states and grabs his backpack. "Are you ready? I'll drive you to school. It's too far to walk, you won't make it in time."

"Ya, I guess." I grab my backpack and I follow him out the door. We go to the kitchen and I actually pay attention this time. Hooray. He grabs two oranges and throws one to me. I catch it and throw it back at him and he looks at me confused. "I don't like oranges."

"Ohh, wait how do you not like oranges?" He says and grabs an apple and hands it to me.

"It's simple. I don't like the taste." I say and smile at him.

"Ohh, so you're a smart ass." He states and shakes his head.

"Ya, it runs in my genes."

"Does being short run in your genes too?" He says and laughs a little. Oh, how clever.

"Well god only makes us grow until we're perfect, I guess it didn't take me that long." I say proud of only being 5 feet TALL. Taylor shakes his head at me and laughs a little. Then we run into, well I run into Bryce.

"Hey, watch it." He grumbles and backs up a little. "Oh, it's you." He says annoyed.

"It's you great." I say sarcastically. He glares at me but then smiles at Taylor.

"Guess who's doing my laundry?" He smirks towards Taylor.

"Ya, ya, I know, just put them by my door and I'll do it." Bryce smiles and shoves me.

I grab him and say, "You go something to say to me?" Bryce looks even more pissed.

"Ya, just because Greg favors you doesn't mean I have to like you." He says and rips his shirt out of my hand. "And don't ever touch me again you bitch."

Oh that's it. I punch him right in the nose, but before I can do anything else Taylor steps between us, grabs me and pulls me away from him. I push off of him and start walking even though I don't know where I'm going.

"Hey, you can't just go around and punch people." He says and grabs my arm. I spin around, ready to T off at him, but understand where he's coming from. I need to keep my temper in check.

"I know, but he called me a bitch, shoved me, and said I get favored, so he had it coming," I argue and Taylor looks at me and smiles. I give him a confused look.

"He did deserved it and his reaction was hilarious. Greg does like you a little more, but he doesn't give you extra credit or anything." He says with a little laugh. What a weird way to start a morning. We get into his car and start to go to school.

"Hey who are the other two that do the same as you?" I ask curiously to see if I know them.

"Bryce is one and Trinity." He says like it's nothing, while I almost choke on my apple.

"Trinity as in Trinity Ashley?" AKA my best friend who has never mentioned it.

"Ya why?" He says confused and looks over at me.

"She's my best friend," I say a little annoyed that she didn't tell me, but then again I wouldn't have told her so I can't say anything, but still.

"We're not allowed to tell anyone, do you understand?" He asks, looking at me seriously.

"Ya, I know. I'll tell my grandparents that it's an extra class that takes a lot of time." I say and take another bite of my apple trying to figure out how I missed that she was in something like this. I know she's fit, but damn.

"She already knows about the class." I look at him confused. "We told her."

"Oh, that works out a lot easier." I say liking that I won't have to lie to them. As we pull into the school's parking lot. We get out and I go to find Trinity. She comes up to me all happy.

"Hey, why'd you come with Taylor?" She asks and moves her eyebrows as if to suggest something.

"It's not like that. We just hung out." I say and throw my apple in the trash that's right by the front doors.

"Right, whatever you say. Oh and I can't hang out tonight I have to go to my shadow class." She says like it's easy to lie, cool down she doesn't know, but that does explain why she has come to school sometimes with a few bruises.

"Oh, ok." I say. I will tell her at the end of the day that we are both in the same class, no point in having her freak out in the morning and well it's a little payback for her never telling me.

Bring. The bell goes off to tell us we are free from school and let the weekend come. "Hey Trinity can I talk to you?" I ask as we head to her bluish car. 

"Sure, you seemed a little off today. What's up?" She asks and stops walking to look at me.

"Ok this is going to shock you but, um, how do I put this, I'm in the same class as you are with the Shadows."