Magic

Meeting ivy

I'm running in the woods at night. I'm trying to get away from something or someone but I don't know who. All the sudden I trip over a branch and a weird glow appears over me. When it gets really close to me I.... "Ahhh!" I scream as I wake up. I look at the clock. 12 o'clock at midnight. Same time I always wake up, and it's always the same dream. I get up to get my glass of water. I started to get this dream ever since I turned thirteen. I haven't told anyone about it, cause it might scare them. I stay awake for the rest of the night reading, scared to go to sleep. "Ivy, seriously. U should start staying asleep for the whole night." My mom said, when she walked in, to get me ready for school. "Sam is waiting for u outside." She says, walking out my room to go make breakfast. "Ok." I say, sleepily. I walk out my room with a pair of jeans and a heart shirt on. I grab a piece of toast, say goodbye to my parents and Zoe, my baby sister, and run out the front door. "Where were u! School starts in 20 mins!" Sam said, grabbing my arm, and drags me to Starbucks. When we get are coffee, we walk to school, talking about the new student, Molly. "Hopefully she's nice." Sam said throwing her coffee cup away. "Yeah." I say, still thinking about my dream. "Why are u always daydreaming? God, I can't talk more than a minute without u staring of in the distance not listening to me!" She says, getting mad. She has a bad temper. "I'm sorry Sam." I say trying bit to get in a argument with her. We finally got to school. A few minutes later the bell rings. "See u later!" I say. She waves, walking of to first class. "Class, CLASS!" Mr. Peter says, trying to get are attention. We all settle down. "Good. A new student from New York is joining us today. Say hi to Molly." Are teacher said, waving her in. When she walked in, she waved at us and said "Hello!" She was wearing a shirt that had a big red apple. The red apple shirt was short, with a tank top underneath. Then for shorts, she was wearing torn up white shirt shorts. Her hair was in a long braid. I heard the popular girls say "cool shirt." And "cool hair." Oh, great, I was going to ask her to be friends, but it looks like the pop girls are gonna take her. Then the bell rang for second period.