I've Met You Once upon a Dream
A/N: No comment except thank you all you people who supported me and encouraged me to continue this.
Just Another Morning
Allie took a sip of the bitter drink known as coffee. She had always hated it; it was like drinking scalding urine. But tonight she was different, actually, everything was different. Her one nightmare she thought to be her onlyfantasy existed. He was alive and breathing somewhere in this God-forsaken town. And that was way too creepy for her.
Taking again another sip of coffee, she started to work on her homework. There wasn't very much of it, just simple analysis. She began to scratch anyway at her paper, so into her work she didn't see her mother come in. The woman gave a glance at the clock then her wired daughter. The graying woman frowned and slid into a seat next to her.
"Allie?"
Allie jumped and looked at her mother; except for the fact a mass of blonde hair was blocking her eyes. She swept it aside and drank more coffee.
"Mom, what are you doing up?"
"What are you doing up? Tomorrow's school and its 11:56."
"Homework," Allie said, it was the truth. She was in fact doing homework, but that wasn't why she was staying up.
"Allie, you need to go to bed, though I doubt you can now that you're on your…"
"5th cup," answered Allie.
"My goodness, you must really like that stuff," her mother tried to take the cup from her. Allie gripped it like it was the only thing keeping her alive. Mrs. Hodge frowned at her offspring, "come now Allie, off to bed with you."
"Fine," said the short girl. She hauled her things back into her bedroom. Divine Forces, she hated this place. It has been the same thing for 10 years. Her mother was too afraid of change to let her do anything to it. Depositing her schoolwork on the bed, Allie climbed under the worn floral comforter. She was finished within minutes with her work but was not the least bit tired, thank Folgers's for that.
The blonde shifted through her backpack, looking for something. A groan emitted as she realized her book was missing. It was new too, and she had a longing to see what exactly was going to happen to Detective Alex Cross. The last time Allie remembered having it was in school, she was reading it at lunch and then… crap. This was very unfair. It was probably lying somewhere in that hallway or …please no, it had been vandalized by people who didn't find her company enjoyable.
Allie, deciding nothing better to do, kicked her Dell to life and waited for it to load. The monitor produced light and she double-clicked on one icon. A vast, blank window was all that appeared on the screen. As relief came off of her in waves, she began to type furiously. Words and soul started to fill the page in a story format. Every once in awhile she would glance at the computer clock, she saw hours pass in seconds.
In her windowless room, a loud buzzing rang from nowhere. Allie jumped and looked around; it was only her alarm clock. Stretching in her seat, one arm in the air and the other on her mouse, she clicked the exit icon. The Paper Clip in the corner of her screen asked "would you like to save?" Allie without a thought clicked "no". All of her thoughts, options, and feelings were gone in the blink of an eye. What an inhumane way to relieve stress, she thought. And without another consideration Allie got ready, unknowing of what lied ahead for her.
"KAI! GET UP! YOUR BUS IS COMING IN FIVE MINUTES!"
Kai sat up straight in bed and his forehead connected with his plaster ceiling. Letting out a moan he grabbed his head and lied back down in bed. Pain seared through his skull and he tried to massage it away. The temptation to go back to sleep fell over him, he pulled up the covers and rolled back into a comfortable position. The blue-haired boy began to drift into unconscious once more, pleasant thoughts coming to him…
"KAI!"
The boy was about to slam into the ceiling yet again when he stopped himself. Cautiously he slipped off the top bunk of his bed. Looking at his watch, he only had 110 seconds to get ready. Crap. He pulled off yesterday's shirt and scrounged his floor for another. After 15 shirts he found one that smelled okay and put it on. He grabbed his backpack and was about to leave when he remembered something. He stood on the couch part of the bunk bed and pulled apart the upper bunk looking for that something.
Alas he found the item he was looking for. It was the book Kai was accidentally given yesterday by the strange girl. Last night he couldn't help but read a good portion of it because he was waiting for it to come out in paperback. A.K.A when it was affordable for a teenager surviving on a lawn-mowing income. The volume had a new book smell to it, but a pine scent twisted faintly with the earlier one.
"I SWEAR KAI, IF YOU DON'T SPRINT TO THAT BUS STOP YOU'LL BE WALKING ALL THE WAY TO SCHOOL BECAUSE…"
The sophomore took the stairs two at a time trying to get to get out of the house. Kai was about to bust down the front door to dash to the bus stop when a dark-blue-hair child stood in his way. She was a small creature with skin an equal tone to his. Her large grey eyes looked up at her older brother mildly amused. Then she held out a pop-tart pack to him with a big smile.
"Thanks Sachi," he said, placing a quick kiss on top of the girl's head after grabbing the pop-tarts. Kai's shoved a cold pastry into his mouth and ran out the door. His little sister watched him disappear down the road and waved silently to him.
Kai felt the track homes zoom pass him. Cool morning air rushed through his two-toned hair, almost like an ecstasy. He held his breakfast in one hand and London Bridges in the other. The bus came into view, teenagers were loading onto it. He began to run even faster. Kai's breaths become shallower, more rapid.
The hunk of metal started driving off; he tried to catch up to it. A burst of adrenaline fueled him to past his limits. The bus was right next to him; he banged on the side of it to hopefully make the driver stop.
The bus stopped and the doors opened. A cross, old man glared at him as he got in. Kai felt as if he would have rather kept on running, to have that feeling back again where he homed in on one thing. No other thoughts seeping in. That was the ultimate sensation. He collapsed panting into a seat and was surrounded by his laughing peers. His breaths steady began getting deeper.
"That was awesome Kai," congratulated Emily leaning over the seat in front of him, "you really should join track." Emily was a stubborn violet-eyed, red-haired fellow sophomore who was really into sports. Though Kai wasn't a complete friend of hers, they viewed each other as equals.
"I don't see why you encourage him Emily," said Miguel with a grin right next to her, "you're just asking him to always come late." Miguel was a pure-blood goody-two shoe. His blonde-hair and innocent eyes only added to the image. Miguel was a righteous, straight-A, everyone-wants-to-be-his-friend type of guy.
"Nuh-uh!" the redhead shot back, giving Miguel a glare through her owl-eye glasses.
"Nice to see you showed up for school," greeted Ellie in the seat next to him. Ellie was wearing a white cabby cap pivoted to the side with her chin-short chestnut brown hair flipping out under it. Her brown eyes had an eternal I'm-perfect flicker to them and matched flawlessly with her know-it-all smirk. All of this was wrapped up by her golden tan that probably took the entire summer to tone faultlessly.
Kai just grumbled at them and indulged himself into the book. He might was after all returning it today, he might as well read as much as he could. The blue haired boy was almost into his reading zone when he was violently interrupted.
"Kai," said Ellie, giving him a shove in the shoulder, "since when did you read?"
"I've always read." Said Kai rudely, "you just were too busy mooning over yourself."
"Was not!" shrieked the brunette, giving him a slug in the arm causing Kai to loose his page.
"I swear..." snorted Rei from behind. The yellow-eyed, long, black-haired boy usually liked to poke fun at the couple. Even though he knew they had as conflicting personalities as yin and yang.
Ellie's vicious behavior suddenly disappeared as she grasped Kai around the shoulders. It was very uncomfortable with the position he was in and he wished she would... hm... actuallythat thing she was doing with her tongue didn't feel that bad. Finally her grasp left him and he looked like the last 3 minutes never happened.
"I love you," she cooed.
As he loaded of the bus he couldn't help but start reading again. Everychapter or so the red-eyed adolescent looked up and around for the owner of the book, as he turned onto part 4 of the novel a piece of paper fell out of the book. Slowly he bent down and picked it up. The teenager flipped over the paper and stood rooted to the floor by what he saw.
It was sketch of him, everything in extreme detail, a menacing look about his eyes. How could this girl have drawn such an accurate picture of him when all he could remember of her were a few brief glimpses? The thought of freshman stalker came to mind but he swiftly waved it away. It wasn't until much contemplation later than he saw something else. A small calligraphic caption was under his precise depiction,
"You won't say the words..."
The last italics you see are in the whispered background of "Missing" by Evanescene. They're not that hard to not hear. Please review.
