Category : Stories

Sub Category : Fantasy

 For a second, everything was white. I opened my eyes and all I saw was blue. So calm, unharmed. I felt like I was drowning but I was happy. Standing on the sandy ground, a beautiful scenery appeared before me. Thousands of fish, thousands of species fly around me. So calming and unharmed. I din't care if I am drowning, I wanted to stay there. I felt the warmth of his hand wrapped around mine. He stared off into same scenery that I am but, it seems we are looking at something completely different from each other. He looked so happy, I wanted to stay there. To bad.... it was just a dream.

 Chapter1
 I find myself reaching up for something. I let my eyes get into focus and float my hand down to my face. Hmm, Tears? "Wake up! Your gonna be late", my older brother bangs on my door like an ax killing maniac. "I'm up!" I yell back in reply. I sit up and wip the mysterious tears still falling from my eyes. I sluggishly snatch up my blue glasses from my dresser and place them over my eyes. Does he have to wake me up the same way every school day. Last year, he poured a giant bucket of water over my head on the first day of school so I should be very grateful. Maybe he gave up. I slide off my bed and turn t towards my long mirror. Why am I still crying? my dream wasn't even sad. In the reflection of the mirror, I see 8:52 flashing in red backwards. Holy crap, I will be late. I slip off my white night night gown and toss it into my laundry hamper next my closet. I make my way to the closet and slowly open the door. As I flick on the light to the closet, Joshua bangs on my door again
 "Hurry up, I said. Breakfast is almost ready", he screams in a more irritated voice. 
 "Okay!" I yell in the same tone. 
 I unhook a random outfit hanging up and put it on. I slip on the same shoes I always wear, my black ones. They match everything. My hand goes up to my cheek and, I'm still crying? What the heck, man! I sweep up my book bag and wipe off my tears...again. Was it my dream or some illness, it isn't that bad so I'll just see if it stops before I get to school. I walk over to the door with my hand reached out to open it but instead, it slams open and bangs me in the forehead.
 "Josh!" That hurts I kneel down with my hands grasping my head.
 "I'm so sorry!" He apologizes cradling me in his arms. "I came yell- I mean tell you that breakfast is ready so you can... you know.... come down. 
 I lift my head up so I can see his apoplectic face. He leans into my forhead and kisses it on the place it hurts. 
 "Better?" He asks lookin down on me.
 I know and look at the blood in the corner of the door. 
 "I'll clean it," he says smiling.
 Yeah, my brother has a magic kiss, at least.... that's what he says. When he kisses my scratches, scabs, or burns , they feel so much better. I get up on my feet and look at Josh in his green eyes. He combed his long blond hair this morning. Pffffft! "Did you think you were taking me to school?" I ask him. 
 "N-no way!" He denies ruffling his hair. "I just had a really good hair day". I can't help but laugh when it comes to him. "You can stop crying", he says. "It's all better, right". 
 "Hmm? Oh yeah, I couldn't make it stop since I woke up." He leans into my face and and kisses my eyes.
 "No good?" He asks me. 
 "Nah", I sigh. "But it might stop later on." I duck under him and run down the stairs and into the kitchen. I snatch up the lunch box that Josh made for me.
 "It has you lunch and breakfast!" He yells as he runs downs the stairs after me. 
 "Kay!" I reply. Running out the door wiping off my tears. Seriously, what is with this? I hope I'm not crying when I get to school, I heard high school is full of critics. I still just can't wait!
 I stop at the edge of the street and rummage through my yellow bag. I pull out my phone and check the time: a minute after 9.
 I have nineteen minutes to get to school.
 I toss my phone back into my book bag and pull the top part of it over where the velcro connects. I put on my bag and kneel down to my shoes. I press the "Tike"( got it from Nike) brand on the side of my shoes and let my built in wheels emerge from the bottom. I push off a roll down the empty street. As I approach the main road, I slow down a bit to wipe off my mysterious tears. This crying has to stop, I'm getting closer to school now. Plus, I can barely considerate with water dripping in my eyes. 
 There has to be something wrong with me. I start back off on the side walk towards the subway. Cars are zooming left and right, so fast. I tap the sides of my shoes again and slow to a stop in from of the stairs to the subway. I walk normally down the stairs and race into my train before the door closes. I made it! I take a seat and pull my blue hood over my long, brown ponytail. I push up my glasses to once again, wipe of my tears. I don't want someone to see.
 The train stops and let's a group of people walk in. As I go in to wipe of my fallen tears again, I realise that they has all of a sudden stopped falling. What in world? They stopped.
 I look around and find no one suspicious that has walked in. And old fat women, a short little man, a guy with a black hood, and a weird model type women- wait! Hood guy? I look back on the other side of the train and see a guy with brown hair like mine that is hidden by a black hood. He's trying to cover his face but it looks like he has been crying. His eyes are all red and watery. He looks over at me for some reason and avoid immediate eye contact. Did he see me? I don't wanna seem like a stalker or some creep. He eyes... Were green. Not hazel but, green. They were very... weird. The train stops and I get up to get off the train. The automatic doors slid open and I walk out the doors. I haven't cried at all, I guess it stopped. Good thing to, once I'm finished walking up these stairs, I will practicality be at the school. I jump up to the last step and look into a near distance where the school hides behind a big gate. Looks fancy, is that MY school? Well, here I'm not complaining.
"Are you talkin to yourself", I here someone chuckle.
 Who the!? I turn around and see.... that boy again. Is he following me? I actually wasn't talking at all out loud.
 "No", I reply. "I was just looking at that school over there". I point to the hidden school and look back at the boy.
 "Do you go there?", he asks me wiping his eye. 
 "Um..... yeah", I hesitate. Does he go there too?
 "Do you mind taking me there?" He smiles.
 Whoa! I feel like I know him from somewhere, that smile. He's not Smiling directly at me though, it looks like he is looking at something completely different. Maybe it's just me, but it's oddly familiar.
 "Sure, maybe we can help each other".