Dawn
This is it.
Everything I had notice to pack was on my person, and the city was laid out behind me. There was only one more step to take to signify my wrenching control of the future. An entire new realm of life was spread before my very eyes.
Yet my thoughts drifted to prom last night. I was certain I indented an impression on most of the partygoers. They possibly thought I was gorgeous beyond the world. I wasn't. The trick was to believe you were a drop dead bombshell, and as effect everyone eyeing you would think the same. Totally clever, and absolutely free.
One boy captivated my mind. Eric Wilson, the surly boy from the agency who could very well hate me after the ditching act. He wasn't very keen on my real persona either.
What was he to say if he discovered the true identity of the masked beauty? She, in honesty, was a plain, weird loser girl with a mental disorder. There was possibility he might accept them as one and embrace both, or chose to reject each and tarnish the enchanting memories.
No one could know, not even I. There was something special, even magical, in the moonlit moments we had shared. It was beyond anything I had experienced before.
I wouldn't lay my eyes upon him again. My new life failed to have him listed on the agenda, and with finality, that was that. The strokes he painted on my delicate heart in one night were much harder to scrub then ones left by my aunt and uncle in twelve years.
I erased him. It ached to do so, but it was for the best. Now this boy was successfully put out of my mind.
To the present task: to journey forward, and blaze a trail into the glorious unknown, or run desolate back to the wretched life I once knew.
I had already set my mind. Quet squawked and flew forward, and my feet carried me away.
My trail was unconventional, most of it consisting of leaves and brush. The going was slightly tough, and I almost ran into a bunch of thorns once (the prickers were like miniature scythes) but if you knew which way to go and what to do, the hiking poses no serious challenge, especially with tough boots and a compass.
The scenery was quite lovely; the vivid flowers, and the babbling brooks with the mighty trees yearning for a piece of the sky. Once again, I plucked wildflowers and entwined them in my hair and clothes, but I was careful not to disturb any endangered species.
The inhabitants of this secret ecosystem were intriguing also. There were chipmunks, squirrels, deer, and one startling time, a skunk. I projected an energy that I wouldn't be a bother and they went right on there way next to me. I was a simple creature with a destination in mind, not too much unlike them.
After a hardy trek, I discovered a beautiful clearing with boulders overlooking a raging river and waterfall. It was simply exquisite, in a way only nature could haphazardly jumble stuff together and draw people to soak in the sight with their eyes.
My snack consisted of a nut granola bar and a gulp of water. It was nothing fancy, and non-perishable, so that could keep for a long stretch yet. It didn't taste bad at all either.
Stuffing the wrapper into my pack rather than littering, it crossed my mind to check up on things with my laptop. I pulled it out, and set the solar/wind powered charger in the open. The thing booted up, and I fiddled around for a non-trackable global wifi source. Once I caught the signal, I started at work.
The first task included my business email. The inbox had several messages, and I responded to people asking if/how to install a company wide connected computer system and other lethargic things like that. There was some of my partners updating me on the status of our businesses, and measures taken to improve quality. It wasn't fascinating, but it certainly was necessary.
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Midnight Dawn
HumorNote: Not a Twilight Spinoff Melinda Dawn (or just Dawn) has never had an easy life, but she tries to make the most of it during her struggles. Taking fate into her own hands, she runs away from her aunt and uncles's home. Eric Wilson tries to avoid...