This is Not Fantasy

Chapter One

I sat on blue plastic chair looking around a seemingly normal math classroom. I wondered for a moment why I was there. Oh, I remembered with giddy excitement, I was meeting him here. A knock on the door and I saw a mop of blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. Those eyes met mine and I felt a spread of warmth flow through me, from the tips of my fingers all the way down to my toes. It was Grant Palmer, the most amazingly gorgeous, most popular guy in school. He was perfect and he was mine. Grant walked quickly to me placing a bundle of red roses in my arms. I took a deep sniff and smiled holding them close to my chest. He pulled up a chair and sat across from me. Grant took my hands in his and as he leaned forward to kiss me a siren rang out loud and clear. He quickly let go and yelled in a panicked voice, "Fire! Come on Brea!"
He grabbed my hand and pulled me out the door.

I closed my eyes taking a deep breath. I opened my eyes and Grant was gone. I was not in my school, and it was not a fire alarm, it was my clock alarm! Reality was calling but I didn't want to pick up the phone. I groaned and hit my clock until it finally shut off. I sat up in bed disappointed, my dream had been lovely, I had been so happy. I looked at the time and realized I only had twenty minutes to get ready. I sighed and rolled out of bed. I walked to my closet groggily and grabbed black jeans and a soft brown sweater almost the same color as my long brown wavy hair. I quickly brushed on some light makeup and ran out the door, grabbing a banana on the way out. My mom grabbed my arm as I ran out, "What's the rush?"
I brushed by her calling over my shoulder, "I have to get to school!"

The rest of the day was the same as it always was. I day dreamed and looked forward to English class where I would see Grant again. I blushed at the thought of my dream, gazing out the window, I could almost see Grant's smile in the clouds. If my life was less complicated, less real then I would already be dating Grant. Every day he would take my hand, kiss my cheek and show the world that I was worth something. Unfortunately, I don't think Grant even knew my name at the time, not that I would expect him to. Being silent may have been the problem. I had a hard time speaking to people, my palms would get sweaty, my face turned red and my knees would shake. I don't know why I thought that Grant would like me, I guess it was just my dream, my fantasy.

The trees rustled and the red, orange and yellow leaves twirled to the ground.
I saw a robin alight on the the branch of a large oak tree. I sighed and watched, lost in thought, suddenly a snap of a ruler on my desk brought me back to reality.
"Brea Walker," a demanding, sharp voice called me, "were you listening to what I just said?"
I mumbled, "I'm sorry Mrs. Paulina" my teacher rolled her eyes exasperated. I blushed looking down. Mrs. Paulina continued her lesson and I tried to listen, honest, but my thoughts drifted to a book I had read as a child. Cinderella had been my favorite story as a child because a nobody girl became a princess and found true love. I could almost see myself as a princess wearing a light blue ball gown in the arms of a blonde boy with gorgeous blue eyes. I saw Grant bowing to me and asked me for a dance, I would giggle and take his hand. He would twirl me in a circle my dress spinning around me. If only that was my life, if only I could be someone else, and if only Grant noticed me for me. So many ifs so little time.

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