Never Ending Dream

Never Ending Dream ch1 - Nina Herself

Nina Herself

     Nina Lea, age 15, sat in her bedroom listening to her iPod half asleep like she usually did during her freetime.

   "Nina! Have you done your homework at all yet?" Her mom called loud as she could from the kitchen. Nina opened her eyes, sat up on her bed and pulled out one of her earphones. "I know you can hear me!" Her mother called again, "Now get busy!!!!!!"

     Sighing loudly, she stood up and walked over to her desk where her homework lay scattered and untouched next to an empty soda can and a bag of uneaten pretzels. She turned the volume of her music up as loud as she could and tried to get to work, without much success. Eventually she started tapping her pencil along to the beat of the song, closed her eyes and watched the images flash by in her mind of a perfect music video for the song she was listening to at the moment.

I am a question to the world,

Not an answer to be heard.

All a moment that's held in your arms.

And what do you think you'd ever say?

I won't listen anyway...

You don't know me,

And I'll never be what you want me to be.

 

     She started to dose off as the song went on, images still fresh in her mind, until she finally drifted into a deep, deep sleep, still at her desk sitting up in her chair.

     You see, Nina's three favorite things to do in the whole entire world were sleep, listen to the music on her iPod, and most of all, procrastinate on her homework. She loved her music because it let her dream, and her mind wander, and she loved procrastinating because she hated homework. Often times she would forget about an assignment until the day before it was due, and yet miraculously, she always turned them in on time. As for sleeping, she loved to dream, something which was best done while unconscious, so rather than knock herself out, she slept...And slept, and then slept some more. Nina's twenty-four hour days where spent mostly in Dreamland. In fact, her average was thirteen hours a day...

   "Nina, wake up, it's dinner time."

  She jolted awake as her younger brother, Casey, pulled an earphone out of her ear, only to find a small puddle of drool on her desk, barely a centimeter away from her math homework. Rolling her eyes, she grabbed a green washcloth that she kept close by for such occasions and wiped it up, moving her still unfinished work out of the way.

   "Mom said you can't bring your iPod to dinner..." Her younger brother said. "Not after last time."

     Last time she had her music at dinner, when her grandparents had came to visit, she dozed of and ended up getting her hair all over and in the food. Worst of all, she had done it when her grandparents were about to make them say grace...  

     Nina groaned, trying not to think about "last time", pulled the other earphone out of her ear, turned it off and chucked it onto her bed as she followed her brother out of the room and turned off the lights.

     When she sat down at the dinner table, she became very tired once more. This was common for Nina. She had often been yelled at my both parents for falling asleep during dinner, and even by her little brother when she ended up leaning against him on accident.

     This time, determined to say awake through dinner, she yawed loudly and suffered through it, struggling to keep her eyes open. When someone said her name she jerked her head open, a trait that quickly became obvious to her family.