Hidden Secrets

What

Today I saw you. And it wasn't like before . . .
~ A.M.

I was dreaming, I knew because I heard screaming and cheering, opening my eyes I found myself standing outside, in a crowd of people. I looked around, I was in the front, I looked back at what was in front of me. A wrestling ring with barb wire lacing the ropes was what in front if me. CZW was in yellow print on the black turnbuckles. I scrunched my nose in confusion.

CZW?

I looked around me, people. Lots and lots people. "Where the hell am I?"

"Watch you're language young lady! Children these days . . . show no respect." I turned to find a woman who looked to be in her forties, sneering at me with distain.

"Hell isn't a bad word." I defended scowling at her. "Bitch is, at I'm clearly looking at one."

Her jaw dropped in offense, she clamped it shut and stormed off.

I watched her. "Nice to meet you too . . ."

"Pleasure is all mine."

I jumped as I heard a male voice behind me. Why did it sound so familiar? I squeaked.

The guy laughed. "Jumpy ain't we?"

I rolled my eyes. "Sure."

"You're not gonna face me?"

I crossed my arms. "Nope."

"Why?"

"Because if you're like six foot I'm gonna ask how you snuck up on me so quietly with that large body of yours, definitely if your buff and ripped, man, then I'm gonna ask if you're a freaking God . . . so no. I'm not gonna turn around, I'm happy with my back turned."

He chuckled. "Yes I'm a God."

I felt my eyebrows knit together. "What?" I turned around and cursed. Crap he ticked me!

I slammed my eyelids closed, squeezing them tightly before I could see him.

"Awww," I could hear the pout in his voice. "No fair princess."

I bursted out laughing, doubling over, holding my side. "Princess? Ha! I'm no fucking princess."

"Then give me a name so I can identify this humanoid mass in front of me that I'm towering over."

I lifted my chin to so it looked like I was staring up at the man, but my eyes where still shut. ". . . Clarisse."

"Clarissa?"

I stomped my foot. "No! Its Clarisse! Get it right! And I will beat you with a stick if you don't . . . its one of my specialties. Trust me."

Why was I saying Clarisse? My name was Drew I wasn't my Mom. Every time I tried to say Drew Clarisse came out like my mouth was own by something other then my mind, but then I remembered I was in a dream.

"Is one of them being stubborn?"

"Yes." I said a smile tugging at my mouth. "Yes it is."

"Well good for you you aced it."

I clapped dramatically. "Yay . . ."

The voice laughed. "Can you please open you're eyes?"

I hesitated. "Why?"

"Because, its just weird that I'm talking to a girl who refuses to open her eyes."

I slowly nodded. "Oh okay and what do I get if I open my eyes?"