"Rebekah, get dressed," Dr. Baxter said, pulling Rebekah out of her dream.
"It's Marcella Anne-Louise—" she started.
"Jalessa Rain Williams," Dr. Baxter finished. She had heard enough of that over the years she had the entire name memorized. "Whatever, just get up and get ready for your first day of school."
Dr. Baxter left and Rebekah sat up in bed and threw her blankets off and put her feet on the floor. She walked over to her closet and opened the door and stared at her reflection, she was pretty tall at 5'7", she was fat and ugly, had stringy brown hair which she hadn't brushed yet, and plain boring brown eyes. She turned to her closet and pulled out some black clothes and pulled them on. She looked at herself now. She felt different when she was in her black jeans, black long sleeved t-shirt, black nails, red lipstick, and black eyeliner. She felt beautiful. She fixed her shoulder length hair with braids and crimps and pulled it back, twisted with a pencil. "Perfect," she whispered.
*****slips into Rebekah's daydream*****
"Marcella, you look beautiful," a familiar voice said behind her.
Marcella looked up at her reflection where she was now wearing a long black flowing dress and her hair was straight down to her waist, long, sleek, and black with flame red tips, large bracelet sized hoop earrings, and enough silver on her neck and fingers than royalty. She looked past herself and stared at her beloved Raul.
"Thank you, Raul," she said, blushing.
Raul walked up to her, he was dressed in black pants, and a white shirt with gold trimming on the sleeves and shoulders, his white gloves brushed against her skin. "You always looks beautiful, Marcella," he whispered.
"And you are always handsome," she said, touching his face. "My Prince Charming."
"I'm not a Prince Charming," he corrected her. "We're not in a fairy tale."'
"You are my Prince Charming," she said. "Don't argue with me."
"Yes, Marcella." He leaned in and went to kiss her. His breath was on her lips when…
*****slips back to reality*****
"REBEKAH!" Ezekiel exclaimed. "HURRY UP OR I'M GOING TO LEAVE WITHOUT YOU!"
"Fine," Rebekah said. She was pissed off at Zeke for not letting her finish her daydream. She wanted to be with Raul, her love that she had to leave, when she came here. She turned and walked out of the room and out to Ezekiel's car.