What is that horrible noise? I groaned lifting myself off my comfy plush bed finding my glasses I slipped them on. Reaching over I grabbed my phone not even thinking to check the ID. "Ello?" I don't even know where the H went; I'm too tired and grumpy to be talking at, six in the morning. "Hello?" I asked again. I could hear breathing on the other side then the line went dead. I glared at my phone the number popping up as an unknown number. I chucked it back on my nightstand wanting to go back to sleep. I shouldn't have let myself.
Water. All I could see was water. I reached a hand up trying to get myself to swim, but I didn't know how. I tried everything; I started panicking as the body of water started tugging me under. I needed air but I couldn't seem to grasp it. I felt something tug on me dragging me further down until my whole body was covered in water. I thrashed around screaming for help. No one could hear me, no one knew where I was, and no one knew I was drowning. I was being left to die and no one cared, my eyes started to close...
I sat up straight putting my hand against my sweaty chest; the panic I felt slowly past, the nightmare was over. I hadn't had this nightmare in three months, why had it come back? It was always the same and its been going on for nine years. I know it sounds sad but I never learned how to swim, so I avoided swimming all together. I was mostly afraid of the water and the fact that my nightmare could come true. I flung my blankets off of me the clock flashed eleven a.m. Jumping out of bed I ran to my bathroom and got ready for the day. Walking into my closet I put on a red-shirt, and skinny black jeans with some white shoes. I was lucky most of the stuff in there actually fit me. After that I put my contacts in, weirdest thing ever. Putting my hair in a high ponytail I walked out and noticed it was only 11:15; I groaned that's it I'm not waiting around any more. I grabbed the keys to my new car, my cell phone, and the credit card dad said I could use when ever.
Descending the stairs I walked into the kitchen (no one ever cooked an actual meal in here, maybe for a snack but not really, they had a much bigger kitchen connected to this one where all the chiefs cooked our meals for us.)
"Cassandra!" Luigi's French ascent gave him away.
"Hi Luigi," I smiled. After the incident from my first dinner here Luigi felt bad and made me his special chocolate cake just for me. After telling him it wasn't his fault I tried to deny the cake but he looked offended so I ended up accepting the cake. I was also the only persistent one who kept telling him how much I liked his food, so Luigi was more than willing to make me anything.
"I was wondering when you'd wake up! Now wait here!" Luigi left the small kitchen into the big one and came back with a plate of banana bread and a strawberry smoothie. "Now sit down and eat, you to skinny!"
I smiled, sitting down I started eating his delicious food and telling him he did a great job. Luigi pushed another piece of banana bread into my hand.
"Luigi I'll get fat if I keep eating your food," I said smiling.
"Good then I will truly know you come from my country!" Luigi clapped his hands.
"I'm not French nor do I look French," I said.
Luigi waved his finger, "Very funny. Your father told me all about how his family came from France and how he speaks fluent French. How about you, do you speak French?" He asked excitedly.
I shook my head, "I didn't have the time to learn another language."
"Then when you enroll for college you will take French because I know your father keeps saying how great it would be for you to speak your kindred tongue," Luigi smiled.
He actually cared, wow I guess he gets some brownie points for that although no matter how many points he gets he'll never have enough for me to forgive him.
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An Arranged Marriage Will I Love Him?
Teen FictionCassandra Draper was abandoned by her father at age nine. For nine years her family has struggled, Tanner her brother was taken away and hasn't seen him for years. Her mom, sister, and herself live a poor life struggling everyday to stay together. T...