Living Out my Dreams

Chapter 1

Hi Guys, so I have been writing this story for a total of 2 years. It has been growing with me throughout my senior years and I have finally decided to get it out there. Could you please read, and if you like it, maybe leave a comment or become a fan. Thanks and enjoy xx

 Chapter 1:

“C’mon Claire, we have to go. It’s my party soon.” Rose was looking up at me through half crazy eyes. It was her birthday today and she couldn’t get over the fact that she was legal now. “Besides, it wasn’t me who wanted to get you out of bed so early; it was my Dad’s friend. He was the one to organize everything.”

“I know, I know, and I should be grateful that I am even coming. If he hadn’t of thought of the whole thing, you wouldn’t be having a party to celebrate becoming legal. And, I’m up, so go make me a coffee and bring me some Coco Pops while you’re at it please.” I was so tired; so tired that words couldn’t even describe how I felt. Why did Rose have to have a party on a Saturday morning anyway, Saturday? But I suppose, if it would have been a Sunday, that would have been worse.

So I sounded like a child, and sure, I was a sixteen years old, but age doesn’t matter. “Remember,” I yelled after her as she made her way into the kitchen. “Two sugars!” I silently laughed at myself.

BEEP BEEP. “UGH! Shut. Up.”

The beeping got louder, and I wondered why this only happened to me. My alarm clock didn’t have a volume control. It didn’t take me long to realize that it wasn’t my dreams that were providing the alarm sound, it was my actual alarm waking me from the dreamy scenes my mind always seemed to wonder into. I loved my dreams; they were a frequent topic amongst my friends, and I had the kind of dreams that were interesting. They had a good mix of love and drama and love. They were the best types, the romantic love ones.

Sure, I had all the guys at my feet and I had a brilliant body that everybody rooted for and I was happy. But all of the guys that asked me out… they only wanted sex. I deserved better than that, and besides, I didn’t feel the same way about them as they did about me.

Rose was the opposite, she had the same body features as me, maybe her boobs were a little bigger than mine, but I was growing, and I dwelled on that fact. She was beautiful and prided herself in one boy and one boy in particular. Justin. I could see how and why she loved him like she did, but she didn’t exactly embrace it herself. Whenever the opportunity presented itself, she shied away and blushed, although she thought she was getting better.

On the other hand, I had my reasons. Why would someone like Corey like me? He wasn’t even popular. That being one of the most dominant reasons I fell for him. He was able to be himself and not care what people thought, even if that meant being a loner. I had all the idiots falling for me, and for once I wanted the cute, quiet guy to ask me out. Maybe. He would. No, he definitely would have the decency to treat me right and not pressure me into anything. But who was I kidding, why would HE like someone like ME? I was completely different to him. I was outgoing and I had all the friends in the world, he had a few friends, but they were all so close to him. Those were the friends that I wanted. I wanted to be wanted, not just by my friends, but by him. Maybe I was going over board, crazy love struck teenagers do that sometimes!

“Claire, get up sweetheart,” my Mum whispered in my ear, “Its time for school.” Why did she have to bring up that awful place? I only looked forward to it because I knew I wouldn’t have to face it alone, Rose would be there, so would Corey. 

“I’m up Mum, but I wish I didn’t have to be. I was having the best dream. Not that you need to know about that though. Ill see you downstairs. And err, mum, thanks for the juice.” I looked over to my bedside table where a big glass of orange juice sat. It looked so refreshing and the condensation on the outside of the glass symbolized that it had been out in the heat for a while. I didn’t want it to go to waste, so I leant over and took a big gulp. I had the strangest feeling as I felt it slide down my throat… it was like I hadn’t had a liquid down my throat in a long time.

 “Time to get up…” I yawned and stretched. I got up and made my way over to my dresser to brush my hair and make myself presentable before I had to go downstairs and eat my Coco Pops. People think I’m Miss good looking all the time, but no one has ever seen me just as I get up, except Rose, she’s seen the whole of me, and I know how that sounds, but me and Rose are the kind of friends that don’t care what each other look like, we were so… so complete in every aspect that we’re comfortable to just get changed in the same room.

As I left the side of my bedside table and made my way over to the door, a sudden jolt rose in my body. Details from last night’s dream were re entering themselves into my mind for some reason, I couldn’t place it. Every time I tried to pick at it and break it down, it would eat away at my insides like there was nothing I could do. I knew something was meant to be happening today, but no matter how hard I thought about it, I couldn’t seem to put my finger on it. And then it hit me… today was Rose’s birthday. Yes, that’s right, today, she would be legal. Which is hard to believe seeing as she isn’t that much older than me, and she was now able to have sex. She didn’t actually want to have sex… yet, but now that she was legal, she would be able to have it whenever she felt ready. Whenever that may be, I’m sure she would make the right choice. May it be about who its with, or when, or just if she’s ready to do it in the first place. Whatever it was, I was going to support her to the fullest, despite her decision.  I knew she would do the same with me, in a few years time, that’s just the kind of relationship we shared.

Making my way to the top of the stair case, and bounding down them, gave me an idea. Today would be the day that I introduce Justin to Rose. She would probably hate me for it, but I knew she would thank me when she had a chance. I had the whole plan worked out. I would tell Justin to meet us at the corner of Lilly and Boxer Street, and from there, we would walk to the city fair and catch a late movie. After that, I would let them go off on a romantic moonlit walk across the esplanade. She would ADORE me for this. I know it would be awkward, but she would enjoy herself, and by doing this, she will be able to show Justin the real her and not the person portrayed at school.

 What if Justin didn’t like Rose? What if he had something else to do and couldn’t come? Would Rose be crushed if the night didn’t work out? Of course she would, her world revolved around Justin. She looked to him for support when she needed it, even if I was here.

I rounded the corner to what was a table full of my family members, my mum; Ann, my dad; Nick, and my brother; Nate. I loved them with all my might and couldn’t imagine life without them, in a kind of way, Rose helped with that and was considered a sister from another mother, if you get what I mean. We trusted each other with our life, and we would do anything for each other.

“Ew. Why do we have to eat oatmeal? I hate oatmeal, what happened to the coco pops?” I protested. I hated oatmeal and the whole family knew it, they liked to tease me, because they didn’t mind eating it. I didn’t know what was wrong with their taste buds… it was AWEFUL!   

“Coco Pops? Since when have we ever had Coco Pops?” Mum sounded seriously confused. She scooped another spoonful and guided it into her mouth, why did we have to eat this one meal every day. I wouldn’t mind it if it wasn’t so frequent, well, maybe I would, but every morning, every day before school, not cool!

“Oh. That was from my dream, I told you it was weird.” I looked around at the faces of my family. My mum was snickering, as if I was talking in crazy talk.

I sighed and gave in, sitting in my seat and consuming what I did every morning.