I had always been holding or touching the stone before I had taken to the air to fly. That suggested the stone was significant in some way. Why it had...'t featured in my recent dreams before now I didn't know, but it was here now.When I held it up closer to my face I could see some faint markings on the stone. There was also a sense of power throbbing at the heart of the stone. This wasn't the same as the power of the Road. I tried to identify what felt different about it but it was hard to put. Lloyd McCoy was right about how easy close it was and how easy it would be to spot the big red FiberDyne sign. It was a big sign attached to an even bigger five story building.There was no receptionist. I was met at the door by Lloyd McCoy."Cooper, its a pleasure to meet you at last," this handshake was a little milder than others I'd had recently, and a little more timid, though Edwina was right about the voice. Lloyd tended to boom."I'm pleased to meet you too, Mr. McCoy," I smiled, looking. "Yeah?" Ben asked."Your foot." Sorry." He said after a short hesitation.She looked at him for a moment, then put her face back down to the computer screen. Her finger pecking began again."Your mom's on her way isn't she?" "Uh-huh. I called her." Good." Mrs. Darien said with a hidden irk to her voice.Ben just stared back at the young teacher. Her long brown hair was rolled up on the back of her head, with a few loose strands hanging around. She was a woman who didn't need to work hard to look. The next morning, I woke up grudgingly. Today was going to be particularly horrible, when in reality, it should be one of the best days of my teenage life. But my anxiety was at an all time high. I couldn’t believe I had another panic attack last night. That was the third one this week. But no matter was my anxiety level, I had become an expert of hiding what I was really feeling. That was the reason I began writing in the first place. I needed an out. However, these days, it just doesn’t seem.