Here and Now

Chapter 8

He was there. He was there standing right in front of me. The one who started this. The one from my dreams. Dreams that haunted me. He stood in front of me, with a pale, blank face. I briefly saw my surroundings. We were in some random warehouse that I had never seen before in my life. It looked deserted and the whole place was empty. Windows covered most of the walls up where the loft was, and some of the lower part. The floor had about two inches of dirt on it. I looked back at him. He was still stiff and blank. I called out for him, but I couldn't even hear myself. What was going on, I asked myself. Why wasn't he responding to seeing me, or something. Was there other people here? I took another quick sweep of the place and determined that we were here alone. I turned my attention back to him. He looked exactly how I remember. All this time, I was afraid I would forget what he looked like. Blonde hair parted perfectly, and pushed back with gel. Still tall and broad in the shoulders. He wore tan pants that hung low on him hips, with a brown V- neck and a jacket. He hadn't changed a bit.

All of a sudden, the sound of all the glass in the windows breaking pierced my ears. I screamed. I then slowly lifted my head up and realized I was in a defensive position for something falling, with my body curled up and my hands over my ears, crouched close to the ground. I looked to him, to see him in the same place and stance as if nothing had happened. It was like her was frozen. Frozen in time; space; or something; I didn't know. I finally made up my mind to approach him. I took a few steps towards him until I was directly in front of him. His eyes were glued to the spot where I just was. Was he even breathing? I asked myself. The blankness was still there. I stood inches from him and yet the blankness lingered. It was like I wasn't even there.

Suddenly he turned around, as if I really wasn't there. He was leaving me, again. I felt my heart clench. Please don't leave me, my brain screamed, but all I could voice was one small whisper of a word. "Cayden" Then suddenly him, and everything turned black and disappeared.

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I pulled myself from sleep. I hated dreams. Because all of my dreams were basically just like that. And these dreams happened constantly. I can't run form them.

I subconsciously got ready, ate, and got to school. I walked the halls still in a daze when I felt an arm pull me from the middle of the hall, and my thoughts.

"Woah! What were you thinking?" Roman asked, after pulling me to the lockers. "Are you insane? You were going to just walk straight into her!" He gestured to the to the queen bee and her little worker bees who were walking right through where I was walking. Yes, our school was extremely cliche and stereotypical. But, what set us apart is that Roman hated Summer. To him, Summer was just too fake peppy. He couldn't stand her. Summer was, too the naked eye, perfect. She was actually nice, but it was fake. She didn't bully people, at least to their face. She was mostly nice to everyone, mostly, but really she was manipulating and backstabbing and probably plotting against you if she actually bothered to talk to you outside of the 'populars'. She was pretty, but stupid and she was a horrible dancer yet really good at cheer. She was perfectly fake. Sometimes, if you made her really mad, she would let her true colors show. She would say something rude, or something that let you see she was less than perfect. But if there was one thing that could make her want to ruin your life, it was breaking her pyramid. The pyramid was the formation her and her 5 working bees made when they walked down the hall. At the very front of the pyramid was Summer. Right behind summer to the right was Sara and to the left of her was Tara her identical twin sister. In the back row to the right of Sara was Chelsea, in the middle was Kayla and the last girl, to the left of Kayla was Frankie. They had been doing this formation since sixth grade, Roman told me. Anytime someone tried to mess up the pyramid Summer and the girls lost it. I had almost messed up the pyramid. Not that I'm scared of her, but still I wouldn't want to give her any reason to know my name other than "Gemma's friend". Gemma used to be apart of the pyramid. When they moved to high school Gemma dropped out because she decided to be nice. Summer still holds a grudge but she quickly replaced Gemma's spot with the new girl at the time, Frankie.