Disclaimer: I do not, as much as I wish I did, own twilight or any of the twilight series or characters. I will not own them any time soon (ok EVER) so do I really have 2 put a disclaimer at the start of every chapter?? It just makes me hate the fact I don't even more, must you torture me so…..?
Anyway, story….
I start out of my slumber, sweating and caught up in my bedclothes. Again, the same angelic face making my unconscious world a hell.
Last nights dream was different to the rest, it was more real… closer, before things were more of a blur. Last night he could've been there…
His copper hair so close, so real I could see every glint of colour, every shade, highlight and lowlight.
His topaz eyes, glinting and shining, slowly black and dull as I'm enticed closer into his granite chest…cool, inviting.
Finally, before I wake up, his salivating mouth with sharp, venom dripping teeth moving towards my collar bone….
I turn and look at the now screeching alarm clock. I press the button that plunges my room into silence.
I get up and shower all the time my night time terrorist playing on my mind. I dry myself and dress. I stare at my reflection: a tall, curvy girl with long brown hair (with is currently dripping down my back).
Large blue eyes framed by curly lashes, the blue eyes look down to what the mirror girl is wearing black ballet pumps, black skinny jeans a long white cami top and a red cardi.
I turn and sort my dripping wet hair, scrunching it whilst blowing it dry to make it wavy.
As I turn off my hairdryer I hear a movement from down stairs. My dads up, he's great my dad, but cancers leaving him gaunt and empty… he's still keeping his sense of humour though!
When I reach the bottom of the stairs I see a bald head fly past the kitchen door. I laugh as I hear my dad mumbling to himself 'Jordan passes to Smith-' I hear a thud '- and Smith gets it in. Yeeeaaahhhh!!'
I walk into the kitchen and he's spinning in a circle on his wheel chair.
'Morning you! Sleep well?'
'Like a log, love. I had to I got an appointment at the hospital later on, I've got a new doctor now Dr Matthews has retired, Dr Cullen I think it is…'
'Oh wow, you never told me he's gone… you met this Dr Cullen?'
'No not yet but from what I've heard he's a nice bloke… adopts kids'
I nod and walk over to the fridge to get my packed lunch. As I'm doing this I hear a car horn, my sign to go. As I rush to get my bag together I tell my dad where things are if he needs them and about his dinner, the usual '…BYE dad!' I yell just as I shut the door. I hear a bye getting louder as it passes the door and quieter as it goes down the hall (Doppler Effect, I can do science me…nudges and winks) then I hear a loud whheeeee, a crash, and laughter… oh for pities sake. I run up the waiting car.
As I shut the car door yell a goodbye to my friend Raquel's parents I sense the excitement building. I turn and raise a quizzical eyebrow to Raquel in response she raises both and drags me by the arm further into the school premises.
We start walking over to the crowd to see who's beating who today. She tells me a story of over hearing a younger year little gangsta wannabe mouthing off at each other the day before. Then I tell her of some guys from our year telling me how they're going to "get this guy done".
We decide on the latter due to the fact no-one's staring at hip-height, the year 7's in our school are incredibly short…
The crowd disperses slightly and there, right in my school playground is my nightmare… staring at me, his face mirroring my own look of confusion and horror. Then to make matters worse he starts walking towards me followed by a group of four incredibly beautiful people.
I just knew today wasn't going to be my day…
So whadda think me hovis (brethren – breadrin – hovis is a type of bread, thought I should explain XP)
Please R+R it'd be greatly appreciated.
I'm off now to make my dad to go grey and bug him for a new stack XD
Lubbage xxx