"Hello, New York! Are you ready for today?" the alarm rung in my room. The male voice of shady: Ken Tarenballs, screamed in my ear near by bed side. I jumped out of bed in my favorite set of sexy, silk, pink and white pj's. A tall blonde boy came up to me, his breath smelling like raspberries; my favorite. His huge smile was intoxicating, and his arms, when wrapping them around my waist, were strong. He wore a surfer shirt and a bathing suit, and I think his green eyes were the most toxic thing on the planet. He kissed me with his soft, gentle lips, and like his breath, I tasted raspberries. After a short conversation about how much fun we'd have as Prom King and Queen, he waved goodbye, and left.
I looked to the mirror near my door, and I posed for myself. I saw myself with sexy brown hair, and shining brown eyes. I walked to my window, telling the large, uncountable, amount of guys that I'm taken! A lot of them were extremely attractive, one didn't even have his shirt on, exposing his abs, and I almost melted. I watched most of the sad lonely ones leave, but the persistent ones stay. I rolled my brown eyes, and walked away, flipping my hair as I went. I'm not sure, but I think I heard a few nosebleeds, and a fainter here and there. I'm that sexy.
As I turned, I saw my friends standing by my door, all in our stunning cheerleading outfits. I have some pretty awesome friends, you know. A lot of them are hot, nice, with sexy blonde hair pulled back in pony-tails. I strut to them, and by passing behind a wall, I come out wearing a yellow sun dress. I turn and the dress flies up, and we all gently laugh. I listen to gossip about how some nerd slapped one of my friend's asses today. He wasn't too happy about it! We walk out the door, and before I know it, I'm at the school, where I am God, and everyone else are my followers of Faith. I bet I could get anyone to do anything, if I showed off my shining teeth, and blinked my eyes.
My hand slowly reached out for the handle of the school door, and I opened it. Everyone turned. I felt like Moses must have when he parted the Red Sea, because I had a clear path to walk down, and everyone was in disbelief. A huge smirk grew on my face. I love this, this is the best feeling ever. I waved flirtaciously to some people, and they drop like flies, even the slightest blink makes the dorky kids drop their books. After one particularly dorky kid dropped his books, I frowned. One landed right in front of me. I glared down at the horrible, disgusting, vulgar, geometry book in my way. Enraged, I reached out, and grabbed a cherry slushie, from a jock across the Red Sea from this dork, and I shifted my brown eyes to make sure everyone was watching. They were. I am God, and this kid is a sinner. I'm going to smite him, like the worthless nerd he is. I smelt fear, getting more and more potent, as the slushie cup raised, by God's hand... Well, my hand. But at this school, it was the same thing. Actually, that smell might have been urine. And then, I let the red shower fall. I turned and looked at the vulgar Geomatry book soaking up some of the cherry liquid on the ground. I looked to my path and glared, shooting daggers at some boys. They tussled with their jackets and threw them on the ground. I stepped on them, crossing over the re- Wait. I looked back at the puddle. "Orange...?" I thought. I shivered. The smell was most definitely urine.
After the shortest, best, and funniest school day of my life, I was at home at the mansion, surrounded by bushes of rasberries. By my side, was the very beautiful boy, that was mine. We smiled as his hand slipped out of mine, it only took seconds, but it felt like years. And it would be a million light-years before I saw him again. He took his first few steps into the street, and tragedy struck. A very attractive girl, wearing MY Cheerleading uniform came out of nowhere. And laughed. She was tall, white, brown eyes, with perfect brown hair that just went down past her shoulders. This is worse than anything in the world. She was prettier than me. In her brown hair, was a pink rose. She had style. This was a real problem... The she-witch smirked an evil smirk, and turned to the boy. My boy. My PERFECT Boy. She stared at him with the most devilish stare, and then, I saw it. A Black Audi R8 raced down the road, and on it? Pink roses. My eyes widened, I took a few steps forward, before the girl turned to me, and my voice went silent. If I was God, I had finally met my match. Satan. I yelled, but nothing came out of my mouth. How is this possible, you might be asking? Satan? Stronger than God? Well, trust me. I'm confused too. And then, the car was ten inches away from his face. His PERFECT face. And then, my world went black, the the delicious smell of rasberries, disappeared.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! The alarm rung in my ears, ripping through my whole, tiny house. I groggily sat up in bed, and rubbed my eyes of eye... fudge. I turned to my mirror and saw myself, not at all how I was in my dream. I had blonde hair that went down past my shoulders, and blue eyes. I sighed as I got out of bed, and turned to my puppy, Katie. By the look in her eyes, this was going to be one horrible day.
I guess I should explain my room. Well, my room was a nice shade of blue, with yellow highlights. I had a bed, with yellow covers, and yellow curtains, and yellow flower sculptures on the wall. yellow and blue are one of my personal favorite color combinations. Very pretty. But my room is very boring, and when I tried making my room smell like rasberries, it smells like pinecones. I. Hate. Pinecones.
I smiled again, and said to Katie, "I just had the weirdest dream of my life, Katie." She perked up her eyes, as if she was interested, though I knew it was just her name. Just in case, I explained everything to her. Katie is my shrink, my best friend, and my journal. I sighed at I got changed and headed off to my first day of school in Lacey, Washington. I turned back to Katie before heading downstairs, "Huh… Lacey, Kasey. Ha! They sound alike!" She wagged her tail. I turned the corner out of my room.
Wow! *o* This is actually... decent! xDDD
Anyway, I'm Kasey, and a lot of my friends are in the story, some to their displeasure, but... oh well! This is a Glee Fan-Fic! Enjoy?