Eyes of July
A/N: Although I only have five and a half chapters written as opposed to the seven I wanted to start with, I couldn't leave you guys hanging any longer, so without further ado, here is Eyes Of July! Before I let you guys go on to read the prologue of a story I am very proud of so far, I have a list of huge thank yous and I hope you guys know this story might not exist without you:
Zanessa4evarxxxx- thank you very much for helping me come up with such a beautiful title!
Among-Stars- this girl has helped me so much with bouncing HSM ideas and finally deciding on what story to focus on, as well as helping me out with my writing habits, keeping these characters in character as much as they can be in this alternate universe, and giving me constructive criticism along the way. Love you!
DarkElements10 (Riley)- You are absolutely amazing and you are always there for me when I have 2 AM writers' block among other things, thank you for helping me figure this story out, love you!
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Gabriella ran through the dark, empty park, only knowing that one of two things could be happening; either she was chasing someone, or someone was chasing her. She had been running for quite some time and this thought was only now crossing her mind. Gabriella, how stupid can you be sometimes? She mentally berated herself.
As she exited the park at a full sprint, she found herself running alongside the beach. If she veered to the left, she'd be toe-deep in the warm, soft, Miami sand she loved. She could smell the salt water and all she wanted right then and there was to sit on the beach and listen to the waves, even though it was eleven 'o' clock at night.
She was so caught up in her thoughts that she wasn't paying attention to where she was going. Suddenly, she found herself falling to the ground with a thud. She looked back to see small pothole that she would have noticed if she hadn't been daydreaming. And she also noticed she wasn't chasing anyone. She could hear the footsteps getting closer and she knew someone was chasing her down and they, it, whatever was about to succeed.
And the scary part about it, even more terrifying than it being something bad, was that she didn't know whether she should be afraid or glad. She looked up and shrunk back onto the ground as far as she could as the footsteps slowed to a walk and through the darkness, she saw a pair of vibrant, crystal blue eyes that could give the ocean a run for its money. She waited with bated breath for the owner of the only feature she could see to step forward-
Gabriella Montez shot up in her bed in a cold sweat and groaned when she looked at the clock to see that it only said 3:30. As in half past three in the morning. She was getting sick of the dreams she had been having so frequently lately. No, they weren't all the exact same, where she was being chased and she didn't know why or by whom or if it really was good or bad. The only thing that all the dreams she had been having in the past couple weeks had in common were the eyes. The eyes that belonged to a mysterious owner that her subconscious just would not let her see. It almost tortured her that she couldn't see the owner because she always wondered why she was afraid of eyes as wonderfully beautiful as them. She knew she would recognize those eyes anywhere, but the only place she had seen them so far was in her dreams.
She didn't know why she was having these dreams. All she knew was that they had started when her best friend, Martha, and herself had planned to spend the entire summer in Miami Beach instead of their hometown in Orlando, Florida.
Gabriella Montez could only hope that the dreams would stop once she actually got to the beach she dreamed about in a couple of days. If only she knew how much of an impact those eyes would end up having on her life. And anyone who knows who the eyes really belong to would only have one piece of advice for her, if that's what you'd call it. Good luck, honey.
