The sky is an unobstructed view upward from the surface of the Earth. It includes the atmosphere and outer space. There's a place where it ends and I haven't reached it yet. I have been falling. For thirty minutes. For 30 hours? Years? Centuries? I can not tell. Until I catch a glimpse of light. And a hand-A really pretty hand might I add-reaching out to me.
I try to grab it but I can't find my own hand. Where is my hand? Where is my body? Where am I? Who am-
*beep beep beep*
A massive alarm clock comes into my view and it's ringing with such loudness that I doubt my eardrums are okay. I look up at the alarm clock and-
It has eyes
And it slowly transforms into a face.
Wait, I know that face
"Jane, turn off your fucking alarm my head hurts goddammit"
I immediately sit up straight in shock out of habit and open my eyes to take in the real world. Another bizarre dream. I sigh.
I stare at Darcy, my roommate, for a bit until the sleepiness wears off of my eyes and do some in-bed stretches. Gotta activate the stiff muscles to get through the day.
After I'm done with that, Darcy throws my phone at me. She's already turned the alarm off for me. I unlock it to check the time and then switch it off. Then I unlock it again because I forgot to see the time earlier.
It's 6:40 am. I rub my eyes and leap out of my bed.
"Are you going to skip showering today too?," Darcy asks from behind her huge stack of books.
"Nah I skipped it yesterday and if I do that two days in a row, no amount of deodorant can save me,"I manage to reply, with a slight unenergetic chuckle. Man do I hate mornings.
I grab my towel and a change of clothes and rush to the shower stalls. Usually, I go in late because I don't like showering while the other females are nearby. Like we're only separated by a thin marble wall that doesn't even cover the top. I enjoy my privacy. Yes, that's the only reason.
I get into one of the nearest stalls and let the drizzle of warm water hit my body. It's hotter than what one might call the ideal temperature, but I like it. I also like singing in the shower. I mean, who doesn't? It's probably the second reason why I like to shower alone. I can sing my heart out without anyone judging me.
And so, my brain shuffles through my infinite library of favourite songs and randomly selects one for me to sing:
"Living in my own world, didn't understand
That anything can happen, when you take a chance~"
High school musical? Seriously brain? I expected better (Gabriella was hot in the movie though)
Just as I am questioning the choices of my own brain somebody else starts singing:
"I never believed in what I couldn't see"
My heart starts pounding hard in slight panic. I take a deep breath and try to stop my thoughts from going haywire. Okay, so there is another person here. And they're singing a duet from high school musical with me. While showering.
Lord help me.
After 3 seconds of pure panic (it felt way longer than that) I manage to sing the next line.
"I never opened my heart.."
"OoOhhh~," the voice interrupts, and I laugh.
I wasn't expecting her to actually sing that part. Guess we really are doing this now. How the hell do I get myself in these situations again? No, I'll think about the absurdity of this later. The only thing that matters right now is this stranger who I'm singing high school musical songs with. While in the shower.(the last detail can be ignored for proper functioning)
We continue to sing, rather out of tune but enjoying ourselves nonetheless. The other girl has a really great voice. It's sweet but also has this rough undertone to it. It's the kind of voice you'd want to hear everyday, just because it feels comforting and-
I mentally slap myself for being distracted because we're finally at the chorus
"This could be the start of something new..."
And we sing till our voices become hoarse.
At one point both of us stop singing, because we forgot the rest of the lyrics. Then we start laughing. Hysterically. I don't remember the last time I laughed like this.
"I'm sorry, I have no idea why my brain still hasn't grown out of it's high school musical phase-", I start saying after I've stopped contemplating what had just happend.
"Oh no no, it's alright. This was fun. Besides, Gabriella was hot in that movie."
My face goes red. So does this mean she likes girls? Who is she-
I quickly dry myself and get dressed, only to find that the girl has already left.
She must've already dressed up halfway through the song and left early. She could've at least stopped to say hello? And then I start thinking about it. It's probably really awkward to confront the stranger who you've just come out to. In a shower. I would've bolted as soon as I got the chance.
But whoever she is, she left my heart beating faster than darcy eating up all my food. And that's really fast.
I don't think I would need any coffee this morning.
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