It was as though I was looking through someone else's eyes, and my mouth and body moved without my permission.
When I saw that I had reddish-orangish scaly looking stuff all over my legs, and that other than that, I was naked, I knew it was a dream. Although I wasn't the only naked girl there, everyone seemed to be naked and swimming around, oh, and we were under water, in what looked like a palace. I was sitting on a throne, and there was a large red bird, inside of a bubble, floating next to me. It wasn't just red, it was a firey red, the same color as the scales on my legs. I felt like staring at it forever, but like I said, my body had a mind of its own apparently.
Suddenly, I stood up and swam down to where everyone was dancing and laughing and eating. Everyone bowed immediately, and my head automatically bowed back in response, without me wanting to do it.
"Your majesty, may I have a word with you?" A man asked.
Who was he calling a majesty? But instead came, "Yes of course, Andreas." out of my mouth. What the hell? How did I know his name?
He led me to an empty table, and my body followed him. Once we were at the table, he let me sit down first, and did that gentlemanly thing where he scoots the chair in for you, then he sat.
"It is about your brother, Prince Cratus." He said.
My head nodded (who's cratus), "Yes?"
He took a steadying breath, then just came out with it, "A lot of people, myself included, are against your plan to make him king. No disrespect your majesty, but we fear it shall be a huge mistake."
Uh… "Andreas, we have spoken of this. Cratus may be a stubborn man, but I know there is good in him, and it will only be temporary, when I return, my crown shall be restored." Okay, where did that come from?
And then I felt a pulling, like I was being pulled from this body that was supposedly mine.
I sat up quickly, a sheen of sweat had formed on my forehead, I sighed, that had been a weird dream, and looked at my alarm clock, 7:05, ten minutes before it would ring. I decided to get up then and there.
I walked into my closet and turned on the closet-light, then I absentmindedly rifled through my clothes and came out with some faded skinny jeans, a thin purple shirt, and my black converse. I pulled that on over the usual (bra and undies) and walked to my dresser, which had a vanity mirror perched atop it, and ran a brush through my jet black curls that reached the middle of my back. Then I walked out of my room and into the bathroom across the hall that me and my older brother, Jason, shared, to brush my teeth and wash my face. Which affectively woke me up.
The alarm finally rang, so I went over there to turn it off, hmm, that meant I had gotten ready in only ten minutes, a record. I guess I was just excited because it was the first day of school and I was now, officially, a junior :D. I grabbed my bright green back-back from the door of my room, and my cell phone from on top of the dresser, then I went to knock on Jason's door.
I heard a muffled, and quite sleepy, "What?"
"Wake up Jason, we're gonna be late." I said.
He didn't answer.
"Ugh, I'm coming in." I threatened.
Still no answer. I opened the door cautiously, and saw him sprawled in his bed, a white T-shirt and plaid pajama pants thankfully covered his body, as well as the bed sheets tangled around him.
"Jason, get up."
His eyes fluttered open, followed by a yawn, "Why are you in my room?" He mumbled sleepily.
I grabbed a dirty sock from the floor (ick) and threw it at his face.
"Gross!" He pushed it off his face quickly and sat up, glaring at me.
I shrugged, "You wouldn't get up,"
"I'm up now, get out," He ordered.
I rolled my eyes as I exited his room, "Well someone's grumpy."
It took him twenty minutes to get ready (he spends a lot of time on his hair, but what guy doesn't?), and during that time, I had eaten my breakfast (waffles), mom had left for work, and I was now watching Phineas and Ferb in the living room.
He rushed down the stairs and grabbed his binder from the kitchen table, "Come on Ana, we're gonna be late." He said, opening the door.
"Thanks to you." I accused.
He shrugged nonchalantly, not caring.
"You may not care that being tardy will lower your grade, but I do, and on the first day to." I said, walking to his classic 1977 Aston Martin V8 Vantage (it's a long story, I'll tell you some other time), he loved this car, it was his baby.
"It's the first day, they'll cut you some slack." He said, opening his door. That's the only thing I don't like, I have to wait for him to unlock my door from the inside.
But once that was done, we were on our way, we were late, but still.
Once we got to the parking lot, he took his time, locking the two doors that the car had, but I rushed into the school office and quickly got my class schedule.
My first period was Calculus, great. So I rushed to room 701 and burst into the classroom. I saw some people that I knew from last year, but none of my close friends, and I also saw some new faces.
The teacher, Mr. Teddy, turned to me, "Tardy on the first day… name?"
I sighed, so much for cutting me some slack, "Ana Reese."
He went over to his computer, "Alright, sit next to Andrew, Andrew, raise your hand."
A guy with dark brown hair and dark eyes raised his hand shyly. I looked at him and frowned, I could swear he looked like the guy from my dream, no, he couldn't be.
"Ms. Reese?" The teacher asked.
"What, oh," I rushed to my seat, people chuckled.
"Anyway, as it is the first day of school, I won't grill you too hard, we'll start with a short quiz to see where you all are," And cue the simultaneous groan from the whole class, I could already tell that I wasn't going to like this teacher.
The quiz had 15 questions, I knew all of this already, so I finished quickly and went to turn it in. Mr. Teddy looked at it, smiled, and shooed me away, well then.
The rest of first period was pretty boring, he kept talking about introductions and getting to know each other and whatnot, but he never got around to it. The next period was pretty much the same, I spent nutrition break in the library, then there was two more periods, and then it was lunch.
When the bell rang, I was the first one out of my seat, and I rushed out of there to go meet up with Trisha and Steph, my two best friends.
They were at their lockers, I felt a smile spread across my face as I saw them talking together. Steph's eyes locked on mine, and her blank expression turned into a smile, Trisha followed her line of sight and her eyes also landed on mine.
I ran over to them and pulled them in to a huge bear hug.
"Oh my gosh, I missed you guys so much!" I squealed.
"No kidding, you grew, like two inches!" Steph said.
I smiled, "Three actually, I am now 5'4."
"Yay!" Trisha squealed.
We all jumped together, ignoring the looks we got from other people.
"Hey, let me get some of that action," A deep voice taunted.
I turned around and immediately let go of my friends, and of course, it was Nick, in all his boyish-muscly glory. He had on a white T-shirt, a black leather jacket, and dark jeans that showed off his muscular thighs.
"Oh, hi Nick," I greeted.
He nodded (that's how he says hi), "How'd your summer go?"
I shrugged, "No biggie, how was yours?"
He leaned against the wall of lockers as we talked, "I spent it in soccer camp,"
"Oh, sounds… sporty," oh gawd that was dorky.
But he chuckled anyway, "You bet, I had to get up at 4 in the morning everyday,"
"Wow, but at least you were doing something you love,"
"Yeah, it's worth it,"
"It must have cost a fortune though," I said.
He whistled, "You're telling me, I spent all the money I'd saved up from working as a lifeguard, plus a couple hundreds from my dad,"
I raised my eyebrows, "You're a lifeguard?" No wonder, he always had light, sexy, tan when we came back from summer break.
He nodded, "You should go to the beach more often, the waves are amazing, and maybe you could be my assistant,"
I smiled, "Really? That'd be great."
Before he could respond, some of his friends shouted for him to hurry up.
"I gotta go, see ya later," he smiled one last smile and went on his way.
"He so likes you Ana," Trisha said.
I sighed dreamily, Steph snorted, "Oh please, look at you two, get a life."
I turned away from his retreating figure and looked over at Steph, "I can't believe you don't find him cute at all, even if you are gay, you have to see hotness if it's there." I reasoned.
She shrugged, "Well yes, but I don't hyperventilate every time I see Megan Fox either."
I laughed, then shrugged, "Well I gotta admit, she is pretty hot,"
"Ditto," Trisha agreed.
"But really?" I turned to Trisha excitedly, "Do you think he likes me, like, like-likes me?"
She nodded, "Totally, he always stops by to say hi-"
"Common courtesy," I interrupted her.
"He always picks you first on his team for volleyball in P.E.-"
"Because I rock," I interrupted again.
"And he's always staring at you in the classes you have together-"
"Because-" I paused, "He does?"
"He does." Steph said.
I looked between the two of them, then I smiled, "He does!"
They laughed and enveloped me in yet another hug, I was so happy to see my friends again, I had missed them over the summer. They'd both gone traveling over vacation, so I haven't been able to see them in a while.
"But anyway, how was your summer in Italy," I asked Steph, "And how was your summer with your dad?" I asked Trisha.
Trisha spoke first, "Horrible, Mandy was such a bitch, and my dad always takes her side," She complained. (Mandy is her dad's girlfriend)
Steph frowned, "I thought her name was Mary,"
She nodded, "So did I."
We all laughed, then she continued, "The only good thing about being in there was meeting Drew,"
I gasped, "You did not mention meeting someone new,"
She smiled mischievously, "Well listen up now. Since my dad lives right on the beach, I always saw him surfing and finally, I said hi, and well, it all went uphill from there." She gushed.
I giggled, "Wow, a surfer."
She nodded, "He's gonna come and visit this weekend,"
"Are we gonna get to meet him?" Steph asked.
"Heck yeah, we're all going to the movies," Trisha said.
I shared a frown with Steph, "Sounds like me and Steph are gonna be third and fourth wheels…" I commented.
She shook her head, "Nah, he's cool though, you guys will love him."
"Well I'm happy for you," I smiled.
"Me to." Steph said.
She giggled, "Okay enough about me, how was your summer Steph?"
She sighed dramatically, "Well, I got to see the Coliseum, I stayed in a tiny hotel with a marvelous view, and there was plenty of pasta."
"Sounds nice." I said.
She rolled her eyes, "It totally wasn't, my parents kept being all lovey-dovey, my sister was flirting with every guy she saw, and I fell into one of the fountains."
Me and Trisha burst out laughing, and after pouting, so did she.
"Alright, let's go get lunch." I said, and we made our way to the lunch line, happy to be reunited once again.