Only in my dreams ( Book one of the Secret Embrace Series)

Only in my dreams

Preface

Darkness surrounds me AGAIN. I can't see anything in front of my face, so that means its gonna be harder for me to find a way out. Wherever I am! Its so hot..where am I? I try to find something, anything in this darkness... something is telling me to focus to to try to understand my surroundings, but all I can focus on is how did I get here?... and how do I get out? I stare straight ahead hoping there's a way out..and that's when I hear him, his voice I know it by heart,it speaks to me in ways I cant even bring into words.."you're home Ash..we can finally be ...together."

CH.1

BEEP!! BEEP!! BEEP!!!!! Ugh...stupid alarm clock! Why does it have to be Monday! I roll over to hit the evil contraption that has now started off this wonderful day and has interfered with mine and my beds relationship.With everything against my will I get up out of my warm bed and get ready to go to the cruel, never ending world I call school.

Don't get me wrong I love school,but I also love my bed. I make my way to the mirror.Ugh wonderful, just what I need to look like the walking dead this morning! I try to brush out the nasty tangles, and all I get is a scowl looking back at me in the mirror.My auburn hair is frizzy from my attack with the brush and my brown eyes are red again from lack of sleep.Wonderful...I look like I should be the walking dead...

I really need to get this under control before mom notices again..of course when she asks I never know what to tell her. I have tried sleeping pills but it makes me feel weird so I don't take them anymore. My mom thinks I should go to a therapist. And that is one thing I do NOT want to do.I put my black eyeliner on and add some grey eyeshadower hoping I can take the tired look out of my eyes. I go to put on my amazing purple shirt I love and some white shorts..that's when I hear my second alarm I am running late! WONDERFUL!

I run down the hallway hoping I can at least get a pop tart or something before my best friend gets here. I scarve the pop tart down and grab a bottle of coke before she pulls into the drive way. I run to the car and once inside I get a once over from my best friend in the whole world Emma. We have been friends since the first day of middle school when I was sitting in class and no one would be my partner, Emma walked right up to me and said "don't worry we'll be partners for life." Ever since then we have been besties.

"What is taking you so long this morning?". She stares at me and I just look out the window like I always do when I have one of my sleepless nights. We drive off and head to the direction of hell.... okay not hell its just an old high school named Willow High with population 3,468 ( mostly student's) and where I spend eight hours of my day dreaming of a better place.. one where there isn't just a parking lot that's cool to hang out in and everyone has known everyone since kindergarten. It's kinda hard to date guys when you have seen them eat paste and say you have cooties.

I stop day dreaming long enough for her to poke me in the ribs and tell me we are here. The school is nice I guess its surrounded by trees and it has a nature type feel to it to bad we are stuck in the building to much to enjoy it though. I put on my best smile for her and try to cover up a yawn when we head to class. At least its your last year! I try to cheer myself up.You can do this!

First on the list History my favorite subject for someone who wants a better future I just love the idea of the past and all the things we have grown from. The only bad thing is Emma and me do not share this class and I don't talk to many people. My mom blames it on that I am shy I blame it on my mom telling me all those stories of teenagers when I was little and the fact that I have known most of these people my whole life and I have to hear about it around school everyday. And I do not want to be the "talk about". So I keep to myself and head to my usual desk in the very back next to the window.

Mr. Woodruff is talking about the American Revolution today. We had homework last night. Everyone groans. Some act as if they forgot again and others come up with excuses. I take mine out of my folder and put it onto of the desk.

" Well, Ms Emberson it seems you was the only one to do your questions last night so why don't we begin on today's lesson with hopefully more enthusiasm from everyone else." Mr. Woodruff walks back up to the front of the class.

I don't bother looking at everyone staring at me. I am used to it by now. Just as class has began it ends just as quickly...well to me. Everyone else sighs in relief that the torture is over. I quickly walk up the isle and to my next class ART.