I walked home from school everyday, but today was different, for I never thought today would be my last normal day. For I never would have never thought someone like me would fall in love.
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The clouds seemed angry as they floated overhead. A flash of lightning made me jump. I always liked the thunderstorms, for some odd reason they seemed to comfort me. My life was dull. I didn't know my real parents; I lived with a foster family. They treated me like crap. Everyday was Hell. I had no friends at school. I was a loner. I was an A student. Homework was the only thing I was good at really. I thought if I disappeared today, nobody would notice, in fact I don't think that anybody would care.
I took the long way home. The house seemed daunting as I stared at the door and knowing what was waiting for me. I would come home and my 'mom', Cynthia, would always yell at me to do chores; my chores consisted of doing everything in the house. My 'dad', Thomas, was a hard-ass and a cheapskate, even though he owns his own restaurant chain. My dinner consisted of a .75 cent TV dinner. I ate a stupid TV dinner while they ate a succulent lobster dinner and how they talked about how I should be more like my 'sister', Jade. She was beautiful, but lacked when it came to true intelligence. They raved on and on about how she was perfect and smart, but I really beg to differ on that one.
Her skin was a beautiful bronze color; she had a coke bottle body, long luxuriously black hair, full red lips, and violet eyes. Me, however, that was a different story. I don't think that I was ugly, but I wasn't exactly a knockout either. I was skinny, had a fair complexion, bright silver blue eyes (my best feature), platinum blond hair, and a dull sense of style. I really didn't put that much effort into my wardrobe; I mean who'd notice it anyways?
After dinner, I went to bed. I always had this strange dream that I was in some other place. That I was in another realm, and there was this guy. He was so beautiful. Handsome. He had blond-greenish hair, deep and calming blue eyes, and had fair skin. He had long ears too. That was weird because I had normal ears. Ears aside, he was gorgeous. He was too good to be true and I know he wasn't real. A guy like that could like me? Maybe in my dreams, of course. I lay in my bed and drifted slowly into unconsciousness, and dreamt about the mysterious man, the man I would never meet.