BEEP! BEEEEP! BEEEEEEEE- I quickly bashed my finger on my clock's sleep button before it could recommence the alarm's irritating buzzing. My mind was awake, but my eyelids heavy. My head hurt. My entire body ached. 'Only five minutes more,' I yawned lulling my mind back into hibernation while unfurling the soft blanket over myself. The plush matress sank against my weight, my body entirely submerging in the bed's soft caressing brace. School is not that important. It will not cause the world to end if I miss one day. My insanely confused conscience told me what would be the exact opposite of what a good, responsible student's conscience would tell them. Oh well, its not like I adore school anyway; its miserable, grey walls and equally grey teachers and not to mention all of the horrid people it contains within its walls. Overall: School sucks, and sleep is a much more productive way to spend the morning. With my hypothesis complete, I snuggled in deeper into my cosy sheets, allowing sleep to embrace me.
BEEP! BEEEEP ! BEEEEEEEEP!!! The merciless alarm continued to retaliate against my drooping eyelids, ringing furiously. "Alright! Alright! Don't let your gear get all clogged up! I'm awake!" Muttering irritably, I stretched my arms hearing satisfying click of my joints as I rose from bed. Seemingly pleased with its job to disturb me complete, my alarm seemed to almost smile at my submission, stopping its ringing gears automatically. Jeff would be way better than it any day of the week."I still do not get why I use rusty old things like you when i can replace you easily with my smartphone!" I yelled at it with all my fury. (Yes, I talk to anything that has a gear running it, and I do not care what you or anyone else in the world has to say about it)
Another long, deep inhale of morning air finally allowed my tired eyelids to roll open; the dark circles stinging in protest. My head hurt trying to remember what I dreamt of last night. I can't remember it for some odd reason, but I do remember seeing one fragment; billions of stars both near and afar as they would be in space itself. I try to remember it, after all, something about that forgotten dream did churn something within me. Why am I so anxious about something I don't even remember?
My mind trailed away to yesterday's movie night with Nathan. It was wonderful, spectacular- no, amazing spending time with a friend after so long. Going with Nathan was especially fun...in a completely friend kind of way. Especially the sudden dip of his mood into his serious side was a little...cute?
"God no!" I flung my burning face straight back into my frilly pillow at the thought of something so embarassing. Nathan could not be...you know...like that. I'm his friend, and he's my friend. Simple as that. Nothing more, nothing less.The door suddenly flung open, my heart leaping just as quickly as my legs instantly leaped forward, pulling me out of the security of the warm blanket. "Nara, even I could hear your alarm," Mom bursts in with some fresh morning sarcasm, "come on, get dressed otherwise you'll be late for school!" Oh yeah, it was Monday morning! I'm so gonna be late now. I give her a nod that I'll be ready in five, just as she closed the door behind her. Man, I really don't want to go, my conscience grumbled continuously. I know I don't like school, but ever since Nathan came along, I'm actually trying. I'm trying the best I can. Not for me, but for him, so he can settle down in the system the way I couldn't. Who would have ever thought that anyone could have changed me, especially someone like Nathan...Thoughts filled my mind as I went to get dressed.
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I finally managed to wear my super ugly pastell green school uniform without staring in the mirror and shuddering at my own reflection. This uniform magnifies my ugliness ten times more!!! I groaned as I returned to my room to pick up the massive, bulky bag lying on the floor full of huge science textbooks. The disadvantage of science; the textbooks make your bag way too heavy. Just as I turned to exit, the leaves of the tree outside my window began rustling unfamiliarly. Odd, since today wasn't even that windy that a tree would shake so wildly.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.
The sudden sound of consistent tapping against the window made my heart leap.
KNOCK KNOCK.
Once again the rash sound echoed, this time sounding more like knuckles of someone's hand beating against my window. Soon, I could see a clear silhouette of the person through the blinds. Meh, must be a weirdo. I picked up the cricket bat lying underneath my bed, pulled up the blinds and window, quickly smacking the weirdo hard on their head. "OWWWWW. That hurt!"
Nathan!?!?
"Nathan that was you!? I'm so sorr-actually not really. WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON THE ROOF?" I exploded fiercly while he continued rubbing his head, his face flushed, "Its not my fault your roof is really low! Plus I wanted to surprise you, not get smacked on the head with a bat!" It felt so good smacking him with the bat, I chuckled to myself. His reaction was actually quite cute..."Ummm, Sesame can you fill me in on why you're giggling like that," his curious tone and red face broke through my thoughts, actually making me flush along. What was I actually doing? Sesame, you idiot.
"A girl can laugh if she wants to," I pouted trying to cover up the embarrassing moment, "so yeah, why are you here? Couldn't you wait until school?"
"That's the thing. I wanna go somewhere else with you today...its important. Before you ask, don't worry about school, you won't miss anything," he reassured me, his pleading eyes looped with dark circles yet his face calm as ever.
"Of course Nathan, but its 8:30 and school starts at 9am. Will we be back in time? I'm not even sure if Mom will let me go," I reasoned emptily. After all, something in his eyes told me to trust him. Once again, he calmly repeated, "She will understand, trust me. Just tell her and you'll see. So, see you downstairs?" I nodded uneasily; assuring that I'll try to reason with her. Something about him was different today. He seemed...real but all the more mysterious, just as he had been on the first day we met. His calm attitude was betrayed by his eyes that shone with agitation. Sadness seemed to swell around his drooping eyelids. Something had happened. I nodded to him, trying to hide my suspicions as he smiled his winning, heart warming smile, closed the window and jumped downstairs.

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The Way to Truth
RomanceSesame(pronounced ses-a-mee) has always wanted a life of adventure since she was young, but as she grows older, the ideal future she has always wanted grows meeker and blurier; her teenage years not making life any easier for her. On the first day o...