I was in a circle with four other people. I didn't know these people, but I felt comfortable, safe with them. Why? I couldn't give you an answer. All of a sudden, they began chanting something, with difficult sounding words. I couldn't make them out. I looked around the circle, and studied each of their faces. Of the four, there was only one who didn't have blonde hair, excluding me. She had long red hair, and she had tanned skin. I couldn't tell what color her eyes where, due to the face they were closed. I looked at the next person, who was a tall blond boy, and he looked very concentrated. I was so confused. What was happening? What was going on? I looked at his face more closely, and discovered he had a long scar gracing his face. I wondered what had happened. I scanned the next two face, knowing time was almost up. Time for what, I didn't know. All of a sudden-
I awoke with a gasp. I had been having this dream for the last couple of months, and still, it always frightned me, the intensity of it. I took a couple minutes to calm down, to settle my beating heart. I closed my eyes, focasing on something that always calmed me down. Aiden. By baby boy. I opened my eyes and jumped out of bed. Running over to his crib, I peeked in the crib and looked at him. He looked as beautiful as ever. I smiled and ran my hand over his head, which had begun growing dark brown hair. I was elated. He would have my hair. Not that monsters that was his father. I carefully picked him up and held him in my arms. What would I do without him? He was the reason for my existance. The reason I lived, and breathed. If I knew I didn't have to go to school, and we would both be taken care of for the rest of his life, I wouldn't go to school, so I could spend all the time in the world with him. He slowly opened his eyes. I looked at his amythest colored pupils, so much like mine. He looked so much like me. I sighed and crooned at him for a couple of minutes. The, I started heading downstairs to my father, knowing he would want a couple of minutes with his grandson. "Theres my boy!" He exclaimed a little to loudly. Aiden began fussing, and my father immediately took him into his arms. I rolled my eyes. "I'm going to take a shower." He nodded his head, but he was to busy looking at Aiden to pay much attention to me. I smiled, he was so supporting of everything. The pregnancy, me deciding being homeschooled for a year, just... everything.
I sighed. Telling my dad about what happened that night, had been the best possible thing to do. I took a deep breath, running up the stairs, trying to be quick. I knew I only had about an hour, and I had to be ready, Icouldn't be late again. Even though my teachers understood, didn't mean they liked it. Once I was in my room, I hoped in the wshower quickly and showered with my favorite strawberry scented products. Once I had washed all the conditioner out of my hair, I stepped out of the shower, and grabbed my dark blue towel that matched my bathroom. I quickly looked at the clock. Forty-five minutes to go. I decided I would wear my hair natural for the day, since I had woken up late. Quickly throwing a t-shirt on, I dried my hair and ran my finggers threw it, loosening the curls. Once I was done, I put on my eye shawdow, and lip gloss. I smiled. Didn't look to shabby. I laughed. I walked into my room, and looked in my closet. I found a blue babydoll shirt and my white skinny jeans. Perfect. Once those were thrown on, I put on my black pumps and got my school bag ready. Taking a deep breath, I did the hardest thing I had to do every day. I walked downstairs, gave my son and father a kiss, and went to school. I hated school. I felt like it interfered with my time with Aiden. But, I knew if I wanted a better life for the both of us, I had to stay in school, no matter how much I despised it.
Once I was there, I parked my old chevy beside an expensive looking volvo. Right. New kids. I had forgotten, because of everything else going in my school and private life. I sighed. I was always so busy. I shook my head, and got out the truck. I looked over to my right and saw the five most beautiful people I had ever seen in my life. There were two blondes, two dark haired kids, and a boy who had bronze hair. They were defintiely going to get a lot of attention here. In this small town, we never got anything new exciting, but here it was. The five new students.
So, I decided to redo this story. Review and tell me what you think?(:
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Miranda