Ignorant to the magic happening on her way to the university, Cori arrived at her classroom ten minutes before class was ready to start: it was unfashionable to be too early, but she was an excellent student. She took a seat beside a friend, and the two fell into an easy, light conversation that started as small talk and escalated into gossip then fell back into school work. As it went on, it was clear that Cori was leading it, the topic changing at her whim. Not at all did she give any hints to her arranged marriage or the emotional distraught she felt over it--it wouldn't be a problem. Though when her friend mentioned last night's reading, Cori tensed and took off her sunglasses to cock an eyebrow at her. Hesitantly, she asked, "R-reading?" All she could remember from the night before was the screaming she did at home...and at Dracko's apartment.
"Oh, Cori," she said reassuringly, "Don't even worry about it. I'll catch you up. It happens to the best of us, clearly."
She was thankful, but the smile she returned was the fakest anyone had ever seen. Cori hated feeling incompetent; if she couldn't even keep up on reading a few dozen pages every day, could she handle anything? She opened her mouth to decline the kind offer and--
Cori looked up and around at the sudden change in scenery, squinting against the natural light. The grass under her fingers might have been soft if she had chosen to be here, but she only felt disoriented. She heard the giggles before she saw the people standing around her and she felt her face warm in embarrassment. Quickly, the young woman stood and brushed herself off, glancing from person to person. They seemed to be in as much of a state of wonder as she was, probably more-so. She squinted at someone she at least recognized, though everyone standing in the circle may have. "Hey, what's going on?" she asked, lightly patting his shoulder for attention. If Nicolas Jensen was here, maybe it was one of those stupid prank shows. Though as she looked around the beautiful forest, she didn't find cameras.
Her eyes widened at the fairies and she realized it hadn't been the people around her laughing and squeaking. When one confronted the group and called herself Nereia, Cori could only stare, dumbfounded. She heard the words, but nothing was making sense. I'm dreaming, she decided in her head. It would be the only explanation, especially since the faces among her were entirely random save for one famous actor that she barely knew.