Dream Out Loud

ASH

                    CHAPTER ONE.
Ash stared down at the ground as the police shoved his hands behind his back and into hand cuffs. He could feel the anger burning in his chest as the police officer patted him down , and then pushed him into the back seat of the police car, shutting the door behind him. In the glass of the car window Ash could see the officers shadow, as he filled out paper work and got on his walkie talkie.
"I have a 15 year Caucasian male in my posession. He is unarmed but there was some suspicious activity.."
Ash tuned the rest out. Suspicious activity he thought, im only just another number to them, just another street rat.
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At the police station Ash's lawyer was sitting beside him, fiddling with his hands. Ash was looking straight ahead his face set like stone
" Now" his lawyer was saying "when they come in you dont have to say a word just let me do all the talking."
"Wasnt planning to anyway" ash thought. He hated how adults thought he was incapable of actually defending himself. "I dont need them" them he thought.
Just then ,two officers came in. One Ash knew from his previous visits here as Officer Davy. He wasnt a bad guy, but he didnt like his time wasted.

Officer Davy cleared his throat " I told you i didnt wanna see you in here again Ash , you know running away wont solve anything."

"WHAT DO YOU KNOW!! Ash yelled "HAVE YOU LIVED MY LIFE? HAVE YOU BEEN IN MY SHOES?

His lawyers face turned bright red " There is no need for that tone Ash we can talk about this camly.
But Ash was barely listening, he could feel his anger returing at full force. Just then his mothers voice popped into his head "breathe in and out slowly. " Ash forced out a breath
"You cant do anything to me ,can i go now?!"

"No Ash you cant. " Officer Davy said putting his hands on the table and leaning in close. " your foster mother has had enough, and quite frankly i have too."

"So what are you going to do? Lock me up?"
"No, " officer Davy smirked" we are going to send you to boarding school"

CHAPTER TWO : MARCUS

You ever get that feeling in your gut, like everything is all tight and you think you might throw up. Your heart is beating so fast that you think it might explode.
This is the feeling i get before every performance, but then the aching dulls and turns into excitement. My heart starts to thump with the beat of the rhythm. As the lights dim ,I get ready for my cue I know that this performance will be..

MARCUS!!..
Marcus groans as he turns to look at the clock. Its 7am on a Saturday morning and as always his mom is up bright and early.

MARCUSSS! Her voice sounds nearer this time and Marcus figures she is at the bottom of the steps.
"Yeahh.."
"Marcus get up and come walk the dog, and then get yourself ready your uncle is coming to get you registered in school, Pleassse make sure you take a decent shower!"
Marcus groaned yet another dream interrupted. Although he was a kinda exicted about registering at Motion Picture High. When he found out that his application was accepted two weeks ago he went crazy.

Motion Picture High or MPH for short was the place to be if you wanted a career in acting, singing, dancing you name it. It was where most of the famous actors were discovered and Marcus wanted his name among the greats.
"But first duty calls" he sighed and rolled out of bed, but his foot got caught in his covers and he crashed to the floor and groaned.

In the car Marcus could feel his nerves kicking in like he was about to go on stage. He could feel his leg shaking underneath him.

"You nervous? " His uncle asked as he turned on the blinkers to switch lanes.

"Kind of but more excited than nervous. I just want to be able to make a good impression all i need is to start stuttering or something"

"Youll be fine, besides there is nothing you have to prove you already got in with your audition tape and.."