Not As Perfect As It Seemed

by how to catch a moonbeam

Five girls. Three years. One room. There never was a clique. After waking up from a three-year-long coma, the PC finds out it was all just a dream. They're nothing more than five classmates who barely knew each other, linked together by a car-accident-induced coma and a silly dream. That "silly dream" was all they had, though, but is it enough to bond them together?

5. Chapter 5

So, many people asked in reviews for longer chapters. I'm trying to stick to one POV per chapter, so sorry if that's not your thing. Multiple POV's confuse me. :)

Also, today you get the first chapter of London, Here I Come! Yay!

I still have open spots for Alex's siblings! If you don't submit, you don't get in. This might be your only opportunity for a SYOC in this story.

Chapter 4-The Rivera estate in Westchester, NY

After a late-night practice, Alicia was ready for the spa. Padding down her bedroom suite to her walk-in closet, she stopped and shed her True Religion tank, Juicy lace pants, and Juicy hoodie. This was her house, after all. Who would mind her wearing Juicy?

In the bathroom, she set out her super-soft bamboo towels, expensive shampoo and conditioner, and her waterproof iPhone 5.

Running the warm water in her bathtub, Alicia plugged in her air freshener, unfolded her white wooden bench/shelf, set on the pink silk cushion, and lined up her wildflower-petal-infused lotion, brown sugar scrub, aloe eucalyptus mud mask, and some awesome stuff that makes her hair glossy and shiny on the windowsill.

Stepping into the long bathtub made of white tile and white wooden trim, Alicia sat on the cushion, with her feet dangling in the water. With just the smell of peaches, Alicia felt like it needed more.

Picking up the thin remote, Alicia set the "window" to a peaceful scene of a cobblestone street in the country somewhere, complete with a small café, a boutique, a flower shop, and a fresh market stand on the street. Adding the sound of burbling chatter made it complete. She loved that the built-in TV had the window settings.

Eh, not that realistic, I mean, she lived in the middle of a neighborhood filled with mansions, but oh well.

It was glamorous and contained a peaceful energy, like a sparkling mountain stream. The very energy Alicia embraced.

Tired, Alicia slipped into the water and closed her eyes.

Ahhh.

Bliss.

Did you like Alicia's POV? It was hard for me to write.

You can tell me in a review, which we have FOURTEEN of!

I didn't expect this much feedback. Omg! Thanks to all my reviewers! :)