The Key to My Heart

Chapter 1

The timeline is set in the summer before Big Hero 6 has come out.  Read & enjoy! :)

(Sorry for typos and grammatical errors!)

Chapter 1

 

Bailey glanced at the pink and lemon-yellow clock with bright, neon green letters that rested on her white nightstand table; it read: 6:11 p.m.  She sighed and laid her back down on her pink and lemon-yellow sheeted bed, in her pink V-top pajama shirt, and lemon-yellow and pink stripped pajama pants. Those, if haven’t guessed already, were her favorite colors; and she couldn’t you choose between the two, so she normally wore both.  In fact, her whole room (or, rather, half of the room) was like that as well.  However, she shared this room with her older sister Layla.  And Bailey’s side was much different than Layla’s.  Bailey’s colors on her room were usually white, pink, and lemon-yellow - unlike her sister’s in which there was only purple and black.  And actually, Bailey looked very different from her sister, too!  She had fairly long, dirty-blonde hair that was usually worn down – sometimes up for sports or just because it felt hot against her neck.  Her skin was naturally tan; but when she went outside in the summer – this was because she played many, many different sports, and went outside more in the summer than in the fall, spring, or winter – she got an even dark tan.  Her eyes were a deep chestnut brown, and her lashes were fairly thick (at least that’s what she was told), and, on both sides, she had light dimples.  She also had slender eyebrows, light pink lips, and white teeth.  Her body was slender because of all the sports she had done in the past and present, but she was also very muscular.  Some of the sports - if you’re interested – that she participated in, currently, were: gymnastics, basketball, volleyball, and swimming.  This was a tough schedule for her and her family, but they managed to find time with everyone.  And, really, her age wasn’t that far away from Layla’s.  She herself was fifteen, and Layla was eighteen.  (Bailey would be turning sixteen in exactly one month from today.)

          Bailey glanced once more at her clock; it read: 6:13.  Nothing had changed in the past two minutes; but of course, what would?  She sighed heavily and blinked.  She wished something supernatural would happen.  Not like a zombie apocalypse – anything but that!  She wanted something exciting to happen to her – to her entire family.  She had been reading a book where children were transported into an entirely different world!  And not just another world, but a whole different universe!  In that world there were Talking Animals and daring swordfights, but, sadly, that was not real – no matter how many times Bailey had dreamed about it or watched the movies or read the books over and over again! 

          She, however, couldn’t find I single thing to do!  About half an hour ago she had come back from swimming practice, taken a shower, and changed into her pajamas.  Normally she would be doing her homework but she had finished that before her practice.  She was now wondering if finishing her homework before instead of after was such a good idea. 

Just then an idea came into her mind.  Since she had finished her homework, swimming practice, already taken a shower, and school (of course; but her parents weren’t home from work), she decided that she would go on her lime-green laptop.  She swung her legs off the side of her bed and slipped them into her favorite, comfortable, pink bunny-slippers.  She then stood up and headed over to her laptop, when her stomach loudly grumbled.  Then she remembered!  She hadn’t had anything to eat since before swimming practice!  Bailey swiftly left her room, and entered into a long, wide hallway that had cherry-wood flooring.  While she was doing this, she stretched her arms out to the side and yawned in exhaustion.  She had been busy for the past few weeks: swimming practice, summer school, Layla was trying to find a college (sometimes she would come home until midnight because the colleges were so far away), and there was going to be a play starting up that she wasn’t sure she was going to participate in or not.  Bailey yawned once more, and put her arms against her sides, and approached one of the two large staircases.  They were shiny and made from cherry-wood.  She slowly descended one of them, and, when she was done, was soon standing in the kitchen area.  (If she had taken the other one she would have had to turn right and then been standing in the living room.)