This is pretty much my life as Chloe it might sound boring but please read and review!

(The dream is exacly the same in the book except for Chloe being Iris and I thought you guys would like it better if I got straight to the story).

~Dream~^

My eyes flashed open and I scrambled for my dream journal with one hand on my necklace. I read over my entry from a week ago and it was just as I thought. Still the same dream. I remember being told dreams are images from our past or future but I was too young there for it to be future and I don't remember that ever happening...

Someone banged on the door disrupting my thoughts.

"IRIS! GET OUT OF BED NOW BEFORE I CALL YOUR FATHER!" That was Annette my nanny bitch!

"Go ahead. Doubt you'll even get him on the phone." I mumbled

"WHAT WAS THAT YOUNG LADY?!"

I climbed out of bed and cranked up Metallia so loud I could feel the apartment shake and went to get ready. I threw on a baggy black T-shirt and dark blue baggy jeans with worn bottoms and holes in the knee. I double wrapped my necklace so it would be a choker and shook my long black hair into place then wiped my bangs to the right and out of my hazel eyes. I looked in the mirror and let out a sigh.

"Decent enough."

I slipped on my combat boots threw my bag over my shoulder and slammed my bedroom door shut. Annette was right outside with that hate look on her face.

"Iris you need to clean yourself up once in awhile you look poor."

"Oh like you?" I asked "sweetly".

I literally saw smoke pour out her ears and before she could strike me I ducked out of her way and was at the top of the staircase. A memory of my first day of kindergarten flashed through me of when me and my mom ran down the stairs together. I quickly shook that memory off and ran down the stairs. I needed to focus. Not only was today my spanish exam but there was also another important event. My mom is dead now and i live with my dad and Annette. My dad is always out flipping apartments and shit so I never hear from him and hardly see him but I know he "loves" me. We move around alot but thats fine with me. Once i was out the door I saw Milos at the curb where he always is to take me to school. He's been doing it for two years now been though i've moved to three different schools. I jumped in the cab and as Milos went to adjust my visor I grabbed his wrists and he cringed.

"I got it." I mumbled.

He tried to make small talk but with his accent and messes up speech it didn't work (like always) so we rode in silence. Later as Milos talked on the phone I saw a boy run in front of our car.

"Gonna hit the kid are we?"

He looked at me like I was crazy.

"What you mean?"

I looked again and the boy was gone.

"Damn ghost." I mumbled. "Nevermind."

And milos drove on.

So theres chapter one hope you liked it tell me what you think I love feedback!