May 20th 2005
It was all a dream; she relieved her mind as she opened her eyes to the familiar ceiling of her room. That is, at least, until she raised her head, causing her to be aware of a painful knot on her head. She ran her fingers over her forehead. The knot was accompanied by a short gash. Her eyes widened at the realization of what had happened. Her mind raced across possible answers, a few of which included Kris Lemche on drugs and ways she could have bumped her head in her sleep. Finally she stumbled out of bed. The idea that she had dreamed it all up soon ended when she looked at her calendar. She frowned, nothing was making sense. She decided to drop it, let it sink in for a while, and head to school.
Today as she passed the trees, she didn't look at them. Today she made sure she was aware of her surroundings. Her eyes played tricks on her. She imagined a little girl with antennae by the swing set, that is until she walked over and greeted Lauren.
"Juliette Goglia?" She grimaced waiting for the response she knew was coming.
"Nope." God looked up at her with little glasses that made her eyes bulge and smiled.
"Yeah, so I heard you're going to be on some Disney Channel show, congratulations."
"Stop running. It's me, God."
"This is crazy, you can't be God. You're a little girl on TV." She looked for a little mercy in God's face, but she knew she wouldn't get it.
"I'm appearing to you this way because you recognize me this way. I know this is overwhelming."
"Is this a sick joke? Who hired you? Zac? Tell him I don't think it's funny." Again she tried to pass God by and again she failed.
"Have a little faith." Before Lauren could turn around and say something sarcastic, she was gone.
The rest of the walk to school she considered what was going on. What if it was really God? Would she be punished for not trusting him…her…whatever. She didn't know what to do. She breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of her friends. Finally, some normality. She approached them sitting on the steps of her high school. Zac flashed his perfect smile as he saw her, and Emily looked up from her makeup mirror to wave. They weren't perfect, but these were her friends. The dork and the ditzy cheerleader as she affectionately thought of them. Zac had a deep beautiful mind that he hid under his crazy personality. He was a special breed and his hair was even said to "swoop." Emily on the other hand was a cheerleader. It hadn't always been that way. The three of used to make fun of them, but somewhere something changed. Emily was the youngest of the three, a full year younger. Sometimes they bugged her about being a freshman, but it was only policy. She took a seat next to them, pulling a headphone out of Zac's ear to say hey. The school day was just beginning.
Three boring classes crept by and it was finally time for lunch, but all the while Lauren was consumed in her recent issues. She spotted Zac across the cafeteria, luckily Emily wasn't in sight. Before he even had time to realize she was there she grabbed his sleeve and led him to a secluded corner of the lunchroom. His back against the wall facing her, he gave her a questioning glare.
"Do you remember when we were talking about my visions and you brought up Joan of Arcadia?"
"Umm…" He shifted his eyes, not knowing where this was going. He shrugged.
"You told me that if I ever saw God to tell you."
A deeper confusion wiped across his face. He furrowed his brow, urging her on.
"I've seen him."
Author's Note: Hehe..okay guys thanx for reveiwing so fast. Umm I hope you like it, starting slow, but i have great plans...sorta
