Hey you guys, this is part dream sequence, part story. So every thought April has is in parenthesis (), Ok? and the Dream is in Third-Person.
Enjoy!
After everyone get dry and de-pied, we all sat down in the main room in the house. Michael and Diana introduced me to Jackie (Siggy), Jermaine (The Greasy One), Marlon, Tito, Randy, Rebbie, Latoya (Toy-toy), and Janet. They were able to explain the whole no home, no family situation to them so they welcomed me with open arms. But then the time came for when I had to explain how I knew Kai.
"My mother, Jessica, used to teach at Le Cordon Bleu when I first met Kai. My mother used to teach me along with the class. We became friends ever since."
"…But even though she was only 4, she could cook just as good as Mrs. Davis." Kai promptly added. I glared at her when she said that last comment. "Well, not that good."
"Yeah, Mom was like Gordan Ramsey and Racheal Ray all at once. Totally awesome!" I sighed as I remembered. It was a tough time after she died, and I didn't want to go into detail about it or submit to anyone's pity, so I changed the subject.
"Oh, and by the way, nice aim!"
She laughed as she remembered the look on Travis's face after he got pied. We both looked at my little bro, who was in a trance from looking at Janet. I could tell because he was humming Loving You by Minnie Riperton. (You know; Lovin' you is easy 'cause your beautiful; that one). I rolled my eyes at him before I snapped him out of it with at poke in the ribs. I could tell as long as "Dunk" was there, he will be in another world.
Dinner came and went, but not without my brother asking both Janet and Kathy out.(He got shot down both times, but you can't blame him for trying, right?) I was getting tired, so I decided to ask Michael where I could turn in for the night. He showed me my room and my brother slept in the one beside me. It took me a good half- hour to get used to sleeping on a bed again, since I let Travis sleep on the only bed we had and slept on the floor, but somehow I managed to doze off.
April awoke to find herself in a familiar place, a laboratory, her father's laboratory. She looked around and saw that everything was exactly the way they were before. The beakers were bubbling on the hot plates, the lab rats were scurrying in their cages, and there was a figure working diligently with the test tubes. She tried to step forward, but was blocked by something invisible in her path. She tried agin and again to break the force field, but it still held. April was about to hit it one last time when she heard something.
CLICK!
She knew that sound all too well, and the father figure backing up against the counter with a terrifed look on its face. She tried to see the shotter she knew that was there, but all she saw was its hand. She could not watch this again, she bowed her head as the gunshot resounded. But then she felt a pain in her chest, and looked up. The barrel of the gun was right in front of her face, and was cocked as the shooter began to pull the trigger.
Sorry about the cliffhanger. Tomorrow is the continuation.
