Chills hit her body before she entered her bed. The cool crisp air was losing its grip off her and she slowly tucked herself under the warm, inviting blankets. Her body was relaxing, every muscle loosened from the gripping stress and pain suffered throughout the day. The relaxation overwhelmed her whole body and soon it started to grasp a hold on her eyes; fluttering softly like butterfly wings, closing drearily and tiredly. Soon this 14 year old girl was dreaming of blissful drops and glimpses of happiness and she could not have been in a happier, securer place.
Floating contently in the air with no worries over filling her peaceful little mind, she felt a warm, soothing feeling slip into her hand. It grasped her hand softly but with enough grip to make her feel safe. With her lovely golden locks wisping across her face, she gradually turns her head to see what has taken hold of her fragile and delicate hand. What she sees fills her with a light bubbly feeling of joy that tossed and turned throughout her body. It was another hand! Her eyes were locked on that hand. It was tanned and slightly rough but soft at the same time; strong but caring. Her eyes were now following the tanned muscular arms attached to the hand and her eyes were now making their way up to the shoulders and neck. Their skin was slightly dirty and very firm but you could tell that it was soft like babies' skin. This person screamed of joy and adventure. The girl let out a huge gasp as her eyes fell on the boy's face. His eyes of swirling shimmering blue, showed a glint of mischievous as well as adventure. They were determined yet playful and were filled with many exhilarating experiences in which the girl was curious to seek out. How, she could stare into those eyes for a thousand years! Admiration grew more and more towards this boy. She was so intrigued and so amazed by this miraculously handsome boy.
However, suddenly that warmth she felt with him started to fly out of her body and fear grew deep inside her heart. Chills were running throughout her spine. She no longer felt that she was floating but rather falling vigorously towards her cold painful death. She was falling ever so fast but also ever so long. Fear was building up in her body slowly travelling through each and every muscle. There has been no such horror felt than what she experienced throughout her fall. The terror made its way up to her throat and soon escaped out her mouth making a terrible, blood-curdling scream. But it wasn't long until the scream was blocked by the sound of SPLASH! And with that she broke the surface of deep crystal blue causing a terribly noisy and immensely large splash. Tingles of pain rushed through her nerves creating a stinging sensation over her whole body. She started to shiver at the icy cold water that surrounded. It was nipping at every place possible. Although how awful the situation, she still held hope tightly in her heart and used all of what was left in her strength to submerge to the surface. After successfully obtaining air, she slightly celebrated at her victory but eventually that celebration came to a halt as she got suddenly pulled down into the watery depths of despair. No matter how much she fought back, there was no way in getting out of the grip of what was tugging her under. She tried her best not to lose hope but completely failed in the end. In a matter of seconds the girl gave up and she was rapidly losing air. Face turning blue, vision becoming blurry, she took one last glance up into the light above her and she sees the peaceful waters flowing elegantly around her. The colours of aqua blue and lime green swirled harmoniously in the glistening light above. It was a magnificent sight to see and although terrified, the girl felt like she belonged and thus became at peace before blacking out unconsciously and drowning.
"Ange. Angie! Angela, wake up! Wake up! Angela Jane Watson!"
Soon the girl shot up out of her bed, tumbling down onto the cluttered ground. She was breathing heavily and was incredibly shaken by the sudden noise.
"Whoa, Angie! No need to be so ancy." An annoying little voice exclaimed.
"Well...it's...ugh...give me one moment." Angela replied running out of breath while doing so.
"Wow! That must have been some hectic dream you had there." The annoying young girl uttered, fixing her blonde straight hair afterwards.
"Shut up! Just leave me alone, Lily! I'm tired. I need my beauty sleep." Angela moaned, tucking herself back under her blankets.
"It's 8:13! You have already slept in! Come on! You have to get up! It's the last day of school before we move!" Lily yelled desperately.
"Crap! Did you say that it is 8 already?" Angela shot out anxiously.
"Yes! 8:13 and now 8:15! So hurry up! You have got 15 minutes before mum is leaving so quickly. Let's go!" Lily explained.
Angela immediately jumped out of her bed frantically, ran to her bag, organised her books, grabbed some lunch money, then brushed her hair forcefully almost ripping out her entire hair, chucked her uniform on, slathered jam on some toast and then shoved it down her throat, brushed her teeth harshly almost making her gums bleed and then resided to her aqua blue school bag, picking it up and slapping it to her back. It was as if she was lightning, zooming off to different corners of the house.
"Ahh. All done." She sighed and then casually looked to her clock to see how much time she had left.
"Wow! 5 minutes to spare! Yes! That has to be some sort of record" She cheered.
Angela grabbed her phone off charge and slipped it into her pocket. Then, she trotted gaily towards her mirror to see the treachery she made of herself. She gasped as soon as her eyes met the mirror. It was horrible! With her last five minutes she adjusted her appearance neatly, tying her hair in a bun, rolling up her sleeves, adding a hair band to her head and putting in her stud earrings. As she looked herself up and down in the mirror, she became satisfied with her appearance. She sighed half contently, half sorrow.
"Last day. I better make it count." She said gloomily.
She then gazed around her empty and lonely bedroom. Everything was packed; ready to move and be shipped off to London. Angela never fully understood why her family was moving to London. Even though London is almost like a second home to Angie (because her and her family went up during the holidays to meet their Aunt Moira every year who was very kind and generous but also mysterious in many ways too), she had so many memories here in her home at Melbourne. How could she just possibly leave this all behind? But it was no use. She already tried convincing her parents to let her stay but nothing worked. There were so many goodbyes to say in such a short time. How she will miss this entire place that she called home!
"Goodbye, bedroom. Thanks for always comforting me when getting nightmares. Thank you for being my shoulder to lean on when having those bad days. Thank you for not leaking any secrets to which I and my friends shared. Thank you for letting me express my true personality and just all round letting me be myself. Thank you for being there when I needed you. I wish I didn't have to go but there is nothing I can do. I will miss you very much" Angela confessed dramatically almost tearing up at her speech.
"You are such a loser! You do know that we don't leave until tomorrow and what are these secrets you were speaking of?" Lily interrupted scornfully.
"Rack off! This is none of your bees wax! And way to ruin the moment. Gosh you are so irritating!" Angela replied frustratingly.
"Okay, whoa! I am not the crazy person talking to a wall here and anyways mum is waiting to leave so let's go!" Lily commanded.
"Alright! I'm coming!" Angela exclaimed, tying her shoes in doing so.
Soon they were in the car and departed towards the school.
"I know this is going to be hard on you girls. I know it won't be easy to leave your friends, family and home but just know we have good reason for moving and I am sure you guys will make plenty of new friends in London." Mum consoled.
"And what is this reason for moving? Huh. I know dad's job got transferred to there but you said there was something else. What is it then, mum?" Angela snapped harshly.
"Well, we have been trying to keep this a secret from you girls because we don't want to hurt you but we decided that it's time to tell you girls the truth...Aunt Moira has...unexpectedly passed away..."
"What?!" The girls shouted simultaneously.
"Yes. We are going to her funeral next Saturday. We found out that she has left her house and money to us in her will. That is where we will be staying until we find a house that we can afford. However Moira has insisted in her will that we live there as a family because that is all she wanted- for us to live with her together at her house and be happy." Mum hiccupped a bit after finishing that sentence.
"How could you not tell us?" Angela said depressingly, wiping a tear away from her eyes. Aunt Moira was like her grandma. She used to tell stories, tuck us in at night, sing lullabies, play games; anything which would make a child happy till the day would end. She was truly the most amazing and kindest person in the whole world. You couldn't have gotten a more caring person. This was absolutely devastating news for the girls. Aunt Moira was very dear to them. How would they live in her house with the constant reminders of her? So many memories would trigger the fact that she is deceased and never to come back.
"It just was so hard and I and your father were still mourning from it. We just didn't know how to break it to you girls and it got prolonged and you know... Well girls we are here. I will talk to you about it when we get home." Mum answered gently.
The girls hurried out of the car and said their quick farewells to their mum.
"Bye mum!"
"See you later!"
And soon the bell rang reminding the students that it was time for Roll Call. Oh, what a painful, sorrowful day this will be! So many goodbyes in such little time.
