In a Field of Flowers...

Chapter 1

            My eyes closed, my nose breathing in the crisp, autumn air. It was calm here, the one place I can actually think and process my thoughts. The grass was tall, up to my hips, brushing against my legs softly with every breeze. I could feel the pressure of the wind skimming over every curvature of my petite body. I opened my fluttering eye lashes, my yellow-orange eyes revealed. I took a deep breath and began walking. I don’t know where, but letting my legs take me where they shall. It seemed like the right thing to do at the moment. I ended up at my school, the one place I did not want to be right now. This was not a sanctuary, nor was it a safe place. For me at least.

            For me, school is hell on earth. People that judge you from one glance, or from what others say, no one ever takes the initiative to get to know you. I quickly turned in the direction of my home, sprinting as fast as I could. I took in the scenery as I ran, blurry colors dripping past my eyes, when I finally stopped. I was out of breath and then everything went black.

            I shot out of bed, my mind running in a million circles as I slowly realize it was just a dream. I wiped my tears and peeled the sticky covers from my body, slowly standing and stretching my sleepy muscles. “It was just a dream” I kept murmuring to myself, almost as if to make sure I remembered. My feet padded across the hard wood floor as I made my way to the bathroom, slipping out of my pajamas and getting in the shower. I watched the steam rise from the heat, my muscles relaxing with each second. I shampooed my black hair and washed my body, stepping out and wrapping myself in a fluffy pink towel.

            After securing my towel around me, I got out my makeup, applying a foundation, natural eye shadow, eyeliner, and mascara. I let my hair air dry as I got dressed, putting on a pair of skinny jeans and a black t-shirt that I had cut the sleeves off of. I examined myself in the mirror before retreating to the kitchen to eat. “Good morning hun.” My mom said happily. I returned her smile and ate what she had prepared me.

            This was my life. Every day I woke up from the same dream, with the same morning routine, going through the same stuff every day. My life wasn’t that interesting, in fact, I find it quite boring for a 16 year old girl. I had never had a bad home life, it was actually quite perfect. I thought it was to perfect. My dad worked while my mom stayed home and cleaned. I am an only child and I wish more than anything to have a sister. But that will never happen.

            I mentally sighed to myself as I walked out my front door, bidding my mother a goodbye before hopping into my car. I drove to the school reluctantly, I never really wanted to go. I wasn’t exactly popular. Actually, I am the least popular person there is.

            I kept reminding myself it’s Friday, and when I get home I can have my best friend, Sarah, over. She was my only friend, always there for me through thick and thin. I don’t know where I would be without her. I smiled at the thought as I pulled into the parking lot, parking my car and getting out. I instantly spotted Sarah, waltzing over to her and pulling her into a belly bump. I laughed as we fell back. “Percy! You up for a movie night at my house?!” she squealed, obviously excited. “You know it babe!” I giggled. She took my hand and we walked into the school, swinging our arms. We stopped at each other’s locker and then went to home room, just sitting and chatting before every one piled in.

            “So, you’re sleeping over tonight, right? And we are eating Panera bread on the way home!” she enthusiastically said. “It’s been decided! Panera Bread here we come!” I giggled. “That is the best restaurant in the entire universe!” she exclaimed back. We were going back and forth about tonight’s plans when the bell rang, making us quite down. We went through roll call and then got dismissed to first period. Here we go. I thought to myself.

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It was last period, I was watching the clock, waiting to leave for the weekend and spend it with my best friend. I had ignored all of the comments regarding the fact I was ‘emo’ or ‘slutty’ throughout the day, knowing that I will have a whole weekend to worry about that stuff. I was brought out of my thoughts by the bell, dismissing us for the weekend. I practically ran out of the classroom and grabbed my bags, going to Sarah’s locker to leave with her. She hugged me tight before kissing my cheek. “Ready to go sexy?!” she giggled, being her happy, bubbly self. With a quick nod of my head we were off to Panera.