It was like falling down a rabbit hole.

Falling and falling. Spinning faster and faster until your head is pounding and so is your chest, only 10 times faster. You could hear things. Voices, instruments, electronics, it was creepy and crazy. You couldn't stop to think about it because all you could see was darkness. No light or pictures just darkness and sound.

Then it comes. The burning pain of change.

But it felt like dying.

That's how it felt.

Changing hurts in every way possible. Every cell in your body changes, your DNA rearranged. It hurts like fire, being cut by a knife, shot by a bullet. It's like your screaming…and no one can hear.

Then all in one moment, it's gone.

"Fire burns throughout the veins, but friendship comes when it rains."

They avoided each other after the whole incident.

They couldn't tell what was real or not, or when they blacked out if they were just dreaming or the pain was connected. They decided to put it off, and not talk to each while they still has the memories fresh in their minds.

Patricia sat on her bed, Sisterhood Seven blasting through her speakers of her Radio Clock. Her blood boiled for no reason. It had felt that way ever since the nightmare vision she shared. Fire burned throughout out her and sometimes she would forget that the fire was there at all.

She glanced at her phone and sighed. She grabbed it and looked through her contacts. Just as she was about to press call, she threw the phone at the wall. She screamed and her blood boiled even more. Something was holding her back from calling anybody. She hadn't talked to her dad or step-dad who was both on business trips, her mum was out most of the time because of photography shoots, and her older brother was in LA pursuing his dream to be an actor and Piper was in Taiwan. She hadn't talked to them at all.

She looked outside her window and saw little rain drops slid down her window. Soon it started pouring buckets of rain. It rattled onto the roof and slid down her window, blocking anything from sight. She was expecting light rain today but she didn't expect a whole downpour that seemed never-ending.

Loud banging on the front door interrupted her thoughts. She jumped off her bed and ran down the stairs towards the front door. Her black cat followed her down the stairs and at her feet. Patricia stumbled over the cat and opened the front door.

Joy came barreling in and landed onto the couch face-first. Patricia closed the door and gazed at Joy. She was dry, absolutely dry and clean. Her boots were muddy from the puddles and her hair remained curly and her outfit remained lively.

Sobbing took Patricia out of her thoughts. Patricia ran over to Joy and lifted up her head with concern. She had tears streaming down her face and her face pale and pink.

"What happened Joy?!" Patricia cried out. Joy lifted herself up and hugged her best friend and sobbed into her shoulder.

"She's gone!" Joy whispered.

"Your mum?" Patricia asked. Joy pulled back and wiped away the tears.

"Three years. After three years her heart finally gave out." Joy said. Patricia brought Joy in for another hug.

When Joy was 14, her mum was diagnosed with cancer. Joy only ever told Mick, who accidentally found out, and Patricia who was the first person she told. Ever since then Joy did everything for her mum. She wanted to be perfect for her.

The rain started to come down to a light drizzle when Joy was only starting to sniffle. Patricia started the fire in the fireplace and gave Joy some hot chocolate.

"Joy?" Patricia asked.

"Yes?" Joy choked out.

"How are you dry?" Patricia asked. Joy looked at her hair and clothes.

"I-I don't know." Joy stuttered.

Forgive me, I have been writing Doctor Who fanficton and the ending was pretty crappy but it's the best way to get to the good parts!

Love y'all like my family!

*JACKIE*