It was another trip day. We went to go see a show. I thought maybe that the play would be good, but it turned out that it was a bunch of six to eleven year olds, singing and dancing with horrible acting skills. They looked like a bunch of un-choreographed kids who had nothing better to do, and probably just wanted the job because either their parents forced them, or they got free food from the concession stand. I was trying to fall asleep because I was so bored out of my brains, but it was like every time I closed my eyes, the little seven year old kitty on stage would yell, as if trying to get my attention. I sat there, eating popcorn and put every person on mute in my head. I saw their mouths moving, and in my head they were saying stupid things that came to my mind, but it made it more entertaining for me. In the middle I started laughing because I thought of a funny line they were saying in my head, and literally the whole audience and people on stage stopped and stared at me laughing like a retard. I started sliding down in my chair, trying to escape all the attention given to me because of stupidity. I sat back up, and the play went on. Why would Jimmy pay for this lame trip of little kids trying to act, but have been failing miserably?
On the way back I listened to my iPod and the song Bam by Miranda Cosgrove came on again. The memory of my dream at the pool had come back to my mind. I had a shocking look on my face, and some of the kids stared at me. I turned away and faced the window. I saw bears, and deer roaming the woods. I grew tired while staring into one spot for twenty minutes so I fell asleep. Another dream came to me. (Start of the dream): I was at lunch in camp. I had already finished my lunch and started hanging out by the swings. I started singing Bam. "Bam! my life is changing! Can't concentrate! Bam! I was okay until we met that day when.. Bam! I am obsessed! Bam! Can't get no rest! Bam!.. ever since we met I think I know what love is." When I stopped singing I saw people from the colony start to clap. I felt so embarrassed that people were watching me when I clearly wanted a little alone time to think about this whole obsessive crush thing, and how I would get rid of the butterflies. I felt so stupid that I was singing on the swings with my eyes closed, not knowing that people were listening to my singing. I ran into the field with the feeling of embarrassment. I lied down on the grass and felt finally alone.. until.. he came. "Oh no! Riley's here!" I thought to myself. I ran behind some bushes. "So I'll call you later. Bye." he said right before hanging up his phone. He walked around by the field. "Anyone here?" he called out. I didn't say a peep. I usually always think to myself that you should never runaway from your problems.. then why did I run away from Riley?
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Skylar's Crush
Teen FictionSkylar's Crush This is a story about a girl named Skylar who is my fictional character in this story. The whole story is Skylar's Point of View. She is a 13 year old girl with red hair and blue eyes. She loves performing but has an athletic side to...