Lost Angels

Memories

I couldn't go back to sleep that night.

The dream was so vivid...it's like, when you dream of something so real that you're convinced it really happened.

It's surely brain-related, confusing dreams with memories.

It plays over and over in my mind.
That voice, that light and that defeaning sound.
I still get chills thinking about it.

It's at time like this, that my loneliness really hits me hard.

Come on, it's just a dream!
I need to get up! Tomorrow's my first day, and the stress is eating me up.
But I'm also a little excited...to see him ?

No ! I have to get him out of my mind !
No relationships, Mads !
If we don't have link, then it can't be cut.
No feelings ! No pain !

Not again...never again..

I pick up my phone and send a text to Tara.
I need a " tell me everything best friend date " to change my mind.

I get in the shower and feel instantly revitalized.
I could stay under the water for hours. The warm water gliding over my skin is soothing; it's as if it takes away all my tension and stress.
But sometimes it tends to make me relive fragments of my past and ask myself : " If I'd been more attentive, would things be different today? "

No stop ! Don't do this ! Not today !

I turn off the water and get out.
I wipe the mirror and sigh to my reflection.

Come on, let's get dressed !

I put on a black ribbed dress that falls mid-thigh, hugging my body perfectly, with a pair of black tights.
I put on my black mascara, pink blush and a pink nude lipstick.

My phone vibrates.
It is Tara !

M: " Hi cowgirl ! You rode hard last night " I giggle.

T: " Oh my God Maddie ! Is that suppose to be a joke ? " she laughs.

M: " Oh please ! I heard you laugh."

T: " You're such a dork ! "

M: " You know you love me ! " I smile and pour myself a cup of coffee.

T: " Obviously ! " she says
" So ? Girl's day ? Pick you up in 15 ? " she asks.

M: " Perfect ! See you soon !! " I hang up and put my phone down on the counter.

I turn on the TV while I sip my coffee.
The weather, the news ...well, nothing interesting.
Then I get a notification.

" Good morning Miss Cassidy,
We inform you that the filming will take place in Langdale College at 8am tomorrow.
We have attached a copy of the contract to you in this email. Once you have read it, we will sign the original tomorrow.
We look forward to having you with us.

Best regards
Mr.Stevens, Producer."

That little snake ! He probably knew that I would receive an email with all the information for tomorrow.

Then I hear honking and loud music playing.
Tara in all her glory !

I leave the cup in the sink and grab my leather jacket and purse.
I slip on a pair of thigh high boots and walk through the door.

I see Tara in her car, singing
...no, let me correct that...screaming the lyrics of AC/DC's " Highway to hell ", making the Rock N Roll hand sign.