Savannah-
My eyelids were shut, my lungs inhaling deeply. I was flying through the air and had the power to move objects with my mind. It was sunny. There was traffic on the street below. I wasn't sure what I was wearing, but it was comfortable, stretchy. The wind tickled my scalp, and my hair floated over my spine and shoulders like a secondary cape.
I was suddenly knocked through a skyscraper window by my number one nemesis.
Drak the Terrible.
He was terrible man, with terrible black hair, terrible beady eyes, terrible teeth, and terrible breath. His tight spanks were also terrible. His thighs were buff, and yet his calves and ankles were skinny. He had a terrible laugh, and he was terribly short.
I turned on my stomach and quickly hopped off the ground. My left hand was flat on the floor, my knees bent and feet staggered. I stared across the space and made eye contact with Drak.
He was smiling at me, but I was fuming.
"What do you want?" I asked him.
He parted his jaw and opened his teeth.
I could practically taste his bad breath in the air, like onions going bad in the sun covered in tiny bugs.
I shivered and wanted to gag with my tongue sticking out of my mouth.
Then from his throat I heard the vibrations of my cellphone on my nightstand.
"What the-"
*Bzzzzzzz*
*Bzzzzzzz*
*Bzzzzzzz*
My eyes snapped open and my neck was turned to the right towards my window.
*Bzzzzzzz*
My phone vibrated again, and I turned onto my left side and reached for it with a heavy left upper limb.
I looked at the flat screen, and I blinked to focus my vision and realize it was Nathan calling me.
My thumb swiped the green accept call button, and I brought the device to my ear while clearing my throat.
"Good morning." I greeted, my vocal chords hitting the perfect bass note, as if I was a professional acapella singer.
"Where the hell are you?" My boss growled across the phone, and yet his tone sounded hushed all at once.
"I'm sorry?" I blinked while sitting up, my brain instantly alert.
"Yeah you will be if I have to keep postponing this meeting because of your tardiness." He replied in a chiding remark.
I gulped an undesirably-flavored bout of saliva, my forehead flushing with a heat of panic, as if a neon lamp was lit above my scalp.
"Meeting? What meeting?" I asked while my eyes dashed to the pink clock on my wall.
It was 8:23 in the morning.
The line went silent for three seconds.
I even counted the tick of the clock's handle.
"Please tell me you're joking." The depth of scolding which coated his syllables had my toes running cold.
"I-I-I-"
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Then And Now
RomanceSavannah Mars was always considered as the school nerd. With her thick rimmed glasses, dark hair and plain clothes, she would often go unnoticed. But after a failed confession to her high school crush, school jock Nathan Court, Savannah then became...
