Dream Scaper's Daughter

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I roll my eyes as Carol Smith walks by laughing at me. I didn't really hear her insult this time because I wasn't listening.

I watch as Carol walks over to her boyfriend Gabriel Gold. She kisses his cheek and then they walk down the hall like they're some king or queen. Carol is the most popular person in the school. Gabriel is the second.

Both of them are seriously the worst. Why, you may ask. Because Gabriel is a cheating, show-off, boy who only has a girlfriend for show. And Carol, ugh don't even get me started. She's a selfish, liar who wants all the attention the school can give her.

I throw my backpack over my shoulder and walk towards my bus.

"Hey nerd," I feel the corners of my mouth rise.

"Hey geek," I turn around to see Kat Green my best friend.

"Do you want to come over to my house and do homework?" she asks.

"Why not," I say.

"Zeedi is something wrong?" Kat asks, "you seem really distracted."

"I don't know, the entire day, it was hard for me to keep focused."

"Weird."

When the bus doors open we both step inside. We walk towards seat 14 because that's been our seat in every bus we take since first grade when we met.

As the bus rolls away from the school I get a flash of a star in my eyes. I blink to get rid of the image. What the heck is happening to me? I think to myself.

"So how much homework did you get, Zeedi?" Zeedi, my name. Zeedi Ash. Ugh I hate it.

"Um... Two pages of math, I have to study for a geography test, and a French packet." I say looking through my backpack.

"Ok I can help you with all of it except the French. I take Spanish." She says.

"That's fine, it's just review." I say.

The bus stops at our stop and we get off. We walk into her house. And sit down at her dinning room table.

"Do you happen to have a pencil?" Kat asks me with an innocent smile.

"Way ahead of you," I say as I open up her math book. Right on the page we are supposed to do lies a pencil.

"Gosh, you know me so well." She says pulling the pencil from the book.

We do homework for about an hour. When we were done, Kat asks, "Do you want to hang out at your house?"

"Yeah, let's go," she normally asks to go to my house because she has a small crush on my older brother. My brother is in his senior year. And we are in our sophomore.

As we leave Kat's house I see Carol walking her dog. She's on the phone with her friend. It's obvious because of the way she's talking.

"Wow, the entire neighborhood can here her yakking away." I roll my eyes.

She hangs up and then starts to walk to our side of the sidewalk.

"Hey girls," she smiles.

"What do you want?" Kat asks.

"I'm just here to tell you that you are not invited to my party. So don't you dare come."

"Ok, to be honest that thought never even went through my mind. I heard it was a karaoke party. I don't want to go to a party where the host makes my ears bleed." Kat says.

Carol walked away holding up one finger.

We walk into my house and up the stairs. We pass my brothers room.

"Hey Henry." Kat says hoping the sound sneaks through the door to his ears.

"Oh be quiet," I say as I pull her into my room.

"So," Kat smiles a mischievous grin, "do you have a crush?"

My only response is giving Kat a punch in the arm.

"Okay first of all, ow. And second of all, I didn't know that you were still in your faze of 'every boy is the worst.'"

I laugh, "it's true though,"

"Not every boy." She smiles.

"What, you mean my brother?"

She nods slightly.

I give her another punch in the arm.

"I'm going to be bruised by the time I leave." She says rubbing her arm.

I smile, "oh come on, I didn't punch you that hard."

"Really?" She sarcastically then adds, "oh wait! If I'm hurt maybe Henry will think I'm a damsel in distress! PUNCH ME AGAIN!" She screams.

"Sometimes I'm concerned about you." I say rolling my eyes.

"So what are you going to do tomorrow?"

"What do you mean? Go to school, homework, and--" she cuts me off.

"No I mean about Carol."

"Ignore her like I always do."

"She seems like she's out to get you."

"She seems like she's out to get anyone who doesn't meet her standards."

"That's not what I mean. She really seems like, well, I don't know. Just watch your back."

"Okay." I roll my eyes.

Eventually, Kat leaves. I have dinner with my family and then get ready to go to bed.

I wonder if I'll have the same dream again. This one dream keeps happening. It happens once every week. I've pretty much memorized it.

It'll be my seventh time having it if I do.

I lay down in bed and drift into a soft sleep.