Unexpected Love

Boredly curious

Maria's pov (point of view)
"Why can't we do something different for once?"I sighed loudly to my mother. "I don't see why I have to go to dance today, I doubt they will even notice if I'm gone..." I mumbled to myself. She instantly gave me that look that you know you can't do anything because you know she will win no matter what.

I walked upstairs to my room, slamming the door as obnoxiously as I could behind me. Knowing I had no choice but give in to her demands, I changed into my black leotard with the turquoise brooch and skin colors tights, my screamingly hot pink sports bra in its place. I took in my image in my long mirror against the door, realizing that I don't really look like the stereotypical dancer.

I had curly long honey brown hair, which always refused to be put into a bun so it was always kept in either a braid or a high pony tail for dance. I'm 5,2 and lean, but don't have high hopes in growing anymore. Pale skin identical to one of those vampires on tv. The only feature I enjoyed in myself, other than my hair, was my dark brown black eyes surrounded by naturally black curly lashes.

Dark eyes were the things my mom didn't like about me. These eyes showed coldness and darkness that made people shudder with fear if in contact with one of my infamous glare. They also didn't show the cuteness and gentleness she wanted them to.

She will have to get over it, I'm not planning on changing.

I finished putting my hair in a high pony tail with a huge lavender bow, grabbed my dance bag and went back downstairs then my mom drove me to dance. I braced myself for yet another day of my boring life.

*later that week*
I got home very late tonight due to my dance rehearsal, skipping homework and went strait to bed. It took me longer than usual to fall asleep, but once I did I fell into a deep deep almost unawake-able sleep. I closed my eyes and drifted away, in that sleep I wished to stay.

A silent prayer my dreams of late, though clouded over by tears of hate. She ruined me, my own mother ruined me. Forcing me to smile through rehearsal, faking my way to the top. I hope she's happy, I hope she's happy that she's taken away my only happiness. I hope she thinks what she has done is right and just, but I know it's not that way at all.

If they world could read me and I was a book, I'd hope they would burn it. Its not a story worth saving.

I don't sleep much. I'm a bit of an insomniac. But when I do finally fall asleep, I never wish to awaken.

And now was not an exception.

Suddenly, my head rung with an unclear voice, but it grew louder and louder. It was there in my deep sleep, I heard a voice of woman speak to me with such a eerily soothing voice, "Here in the forest dark and deep I offer you an escape from your eternal sleep...." I breathed in her words in the silence, but what did she mean by eternal? I started to freak out and tried over and over to wake, my eyes never giving me the mercy of budging.

Damn, I guess I can't pass up the creepy voice lady's offer now.

I nodded mentally, "Yes, I accept. But please wake me up." And as soon as I accepted her offer, it felt like I was falling. It was like falling from the top of a skyscraper. Only now, it was about the worst feeling I have ever felt since my first roller coaster. Soon after, I fell with a hard thud, "Ow...." I opened my eyes wide, seeing what was not my room. A forest. I said while standing up cautiously, "Where in bloody hell am I..."

I guess she literally dropped me into a random forest.

luckily, I was wearing my usual booty shorts and anime shirt, "Well at least I'm awake, even if I'm wearing my Dark Magician of Chaos shirt and shorts." Bare foot touched timidly the grass around them. No shoes were on my feet, barefoot in a random forest in my pjs...