A/N: Yay! My first Nightmare on Elm Street Fanfic! Hope you guyses like it!
Dream Lover: Freddy's Advocate
Chapter 1
We pulled up in front of our new house. It was painted white and was expensive looking with a trellis leading up to one of the bedroom windows. I looked up and down the cheery looking street with the trees and flowers in bloom. Then I spotted the street sign: Elm Street.
"Looks nice enough", I said to myself and switched off my Walkman to go and help my parents unload our furniture and things from the moving van parked behind us.
"Grab the other end of this box, would ya', Kels?" My dad asked as he picked up one end of a large box labeled: Kitchen Utensils.
Two moving guys walked past carrying our sofa and the third one had three boxes stacked on top of one another, heading into the den. We struggled our way into the kitchen and dropped the box onto the floor. I wiped the sweat from my forehead and quickly followed my dad back outside. Meanwhile, my mom was unloading a suitcase from the back of our car.
I looked across the street at all the other fancy houses. My attention was suddenly drawn to a window where there was this guy looking out at me. He closed the blinds quickly and I shrugged it off as a curious neighbor. I could barely see his face anyway.
"Kelsey!" My dad called. I realized he had been calling me for quite some time now.
"Yes?"
"Why don't you go upstairs and pick the room you want", he said, nodding toward our new house.
"Okay", I agreed and hurried into the house, glad my older brother, Ryan, didn't get first dibs.
I reached the top of the stairs and looked down the long hallway of doors. I walked down and suddenly felt a strange pull toward one of the doors. I gripped the surprisingly cold doorknob and pushed it open to find the room with the trellis. I smiled and ran a hand along some of the dusty furniture that was left. The people here before us moved out three months ago, in a hurry, I guessed from some paper that still remained on a desk.
I pried open the window and dusty sunlight shown through. I looked down at the trellis and touched a pretty pink flower just inches away from the sill. I breathed a deep breath and imagined what my first day of school would be like. I shuddered at the thought. I was never good about meeting new people. I always wanted to make a good impression on people and appear braver than I actually was. But, alas, my shyness usually got the better of me and it was another year stuck in the shadows except for a few close friends.
"Darn", Ryan said as he saw I had already chosen the room he had wanted.
"You're going into the Navy soon, why do you care?" I said, hands on my hips.
"Whatever, you called it", he replied before continuing down the hall.
I shook my head. Twenty years old and still whiny. But oh well, I loved him anyway.
After four hours of moving in, we dealed with the grueling task of unpacking and rearranging. At least it wasn't as bad as lifting heavy boxes all day. While I removed the Newspaper wrapping from an old tea set of mine, I suddenly remembered the guy from earlier, the one that saw me through the window. I wondered who he was and if I'd recognize him if I saw him. But no, the sun was too bright and he was on the second floor of the house across the street with only the blinds open.
"Kelsey, dinner!" My mom called me from the kitchen.
I placed the tea set carefully on the table and went downstairs.
The bell rang as I frantically pulled books out of my locker.
"Great", I groaned, "My first day and I'm already late for science!" I piled the books into my arms and slammed the locker door shut, standing quickly. In my hastiness I accidentally collided with someone. My books scattered onto the floor.
"Oh no", I grumbled, "Sorry about that." I bent down to pick up the books.
"Let me help you", said a guy's voice, "It was my fault anyway."
"Oh you don't have to…" I trailed off as I looked up at him and got a good glance at his face. It was more like a stare, really, "hi…"
"Hi", he greeted with a cute lopsided smile.
He helped me re-gather my books and we both stood just looking at each other for a moment, searching for something to say. The guy was stunningly good looking. He was wearing a baseball jersey and faded, ripped up jeans that looked like they could belong to a rock star. He had the deepest brown puppy eyes I had ever seen, just a shade or two darker than his tousled hair.
"I'm Glen", he said, extending his hand to me.
"Oh", I shifted my books and shook it, "I'm Kelsey. I'm new here but I guess you already figured that, huh?"
He smiled at me again and I realized I was still holding his hand. I let go and said, "Well, nice talking to you, Glen, but I gotta get to class."
"You too, See ya' later!" he called after me and I hurried across the hall to my class.
"You're late Ms…?" the science teacher scolded as I took a seat towards the back of the room.
"McGriff", I answered.
"You're late Ms. McGriff. I see it's your first day here so, everybody, let's give her a warm welcome," said the teacher.
I got a few unenthusiastic "hi's" and "what's up's" and I smiled back shyly in response. After the teacher, whose name I read was Mr. Shafer, started scribbling something down on the board. I sunk down in my chair and tried to pay attention from way back there but long division and chemical formulas didn't keep my interest for long.
My thoughts slowly faded to Glen. I wondered if I had any classes with him and I hoped I hadn't completely embarrassed myself. I pictured his beautiful brown eyes and sighed to myself. Apparently it was audible to the outside world because Mr. Shafer stopped writing to look over at me.
"Would you care to repeat the chemical formula for Fluorine?" he asked, tapping his piece of chalk impatiently on the board.
"Crap", I thought to myself, "Screwed…"
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