Warnings – There's some swearing in this one.

This one is a little bit more 'teenaged-Ariadne-centered' for a while. Honestly, I feel so awkward for posting this. =P

R&R please.

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Just a Dream – 3

"I realize, yeah, it was only just a dream."

*ARIADNE, FIFTEEN YEARS OLD*

During Ariadne's teenager years, she used to be a complete brat about everything. She'd complain that her parents were complete idiots for not letting her out after eleven (though she would never tell them directly), she'd freak out if she was to break a nail, and she was a popular bitch who yelled at anyone when she didn't get what she wanted. And she honestly didn't know why; maybe it's just because the 'teen attitude' that a few people seem to get when they first turn thirteen.

"Ariadne, we've hired a tutor to help you," her mother told her sternly when Ariadne came home from school one day.

She knew right now that she shouldn't be acting like this but she couldn't help it.

Ariadne cursed silently under her breath before she said, "Why do I need one?" Ariadne never felt right when she actually yelled at her parents, though she should since she practically does that to every other person she meets, even some strangers that bump into her when she has a armful of clothes in the mall.

Ariadne turned her back to her mother to pout; to see if it'll get her anywhere like the other millions of time she did. There was a sigh behind her.

"You really need one to help improve those grades of yours," her mother paused like she was waiting to see if she would reply before she continued on, "because the school is threatening that if you don't pull those grades up, then they'll pull you out of school."

Ariadne shrugged. Yeah, big freakin' deal. Her mother could just send her to another school after a little searching and calling up for them to enroll her there. Like her mother always does each time. She turned around to look at her mother through her narrow brown eyes and was about to speak before she was cut off by her mother.

"I know what you're thinking," Ariadne's mother said calmly and it was more to herself then Ariadne, it felt like, "but we can't send you to another school without leaving this neighborhood and so your tutor will be here tomorrow while I'm at work."

At the moment, for the first time in a while, she felt like calling her mother a crazy bitch.

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*ARIADNE, TWNETY-ONE YEARS OLD*

Ariadne felt bad about thinking that having a tutor was a bad thing but it couldn't have worked out any better for her. Dom ended up her tutor, she thought he was gentle and sweet (and hot) and they ended up dating through the rest of high school up 'til now. She had to thank him for changing her attitude towards school and for making her realize that grades actually counted for something in her future.

When he arrived back from work, he put his arms around her and pulled her to him and asked her, "What are you thinking about, honey?"

"Nothing." She smiled at him and kissed him over and over again.

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… well, I feel even more awkward. xD Before you tell me, yes this sucks.

Sorry for the cheesiness, etc. in here.

PLEASE R&R.

-Anna-