Rose's pont of view
The smell of freshly cut grass was in the air. Bright red roses surrounded me. In a far off distance was a guy, he seemed to be very tall but i couldnt make out his features. I had tried to run up to him but the more i ran the farther he seeme to be. Just when I was about to reach him, i heard a pounding noise and someone yelling my name.
"Rose, Rose, ROSE!"
I shot up out of bed. To come face to face with my mother.
"I have been calling your name for the past hour."
"Well that explains the annoying noise in my dream"
"You will not speak to me like that!"
Walking out of my room completely ignoring her i hea to the laundry room. I quicky grab a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie an look for my ipod which i tend to leave around the house. After find my ipod under the couch for some reason i head out the dorr for a quick jog. as i stuck my earbuds in I scrolled through the songs on my ipod an played Weightless by All Time Low. It seemed to fit me very well at this point. As the song blared I decided to run to the railroad trussles. As I neared the trussles fabric fell on my face making me fall face first in a mudd puddle.
"MY LUCK!"
Getting up quick I scanned the area but couldnt seem to figure out where the fabric had come from. It seemed weird that fabric would just fall so being me I walking into the building to find out who dropped the fabric on me. Ill have to come back to it, its dark in this place. My concience kept trying to tell me that it wasnt someone alive who had dropped the fabric on me but a spirit. I couldnt figure out why i had the feeling that it was a spirit. So I continued to run but instead of going home i headed to Lissa's house.
Sorry I know its kinda short but i promise a longer chapter the next time i update. Also i own nothing except the story plot. Richelle Mead ownes everything else. Sorry about not updating quicker I just got a new job so its hard.