I sat up suddenly, panting. I tried to call out but my throat was too dry. My eyes opened and panic immediately set in. I told mum so many times not to turn the light off! I sunk back into my doona and wrapped it tightly around my neck. I then waited for the familiar feeling of fear to fade away along with the night.
"Morning honey!" My mum chirped as I trudged into the kitchen, "Did you sleep well?"
"Yeah fine," I lied. I grabbed an apple and dropped it into my lunch box. I wonder if Marchel will be here today. I thought. Marchel was the relentless crush I had had ever since grade 6. He was just perfect. I conjured up an image of his messy, jet black hair and strikingly dark green eyes, just like mine. My mum blabbed on about the usual stuff I didn't care about. The weather, power bills, saving hot water ect. "Bye mum," I mumbled. After turning down her offer of driving me to school (seriously I'd rather keep what little social life I have) I escaped just in time to hail down the bus. "Hey Sam," I plopped down next to the only person who knew of my irrational crush on a guy I have absolutely NO chance with. "Geez Luce you look like crap," Sam stated in the kind words they so often use towards me, "Night mares again?" I sighed and nodded as I rubbed my eyes. "How does my hair look?" I asked. Sam looked at me doubtfully. "Here let me," I stared absent mindedly out of the window as my hair was tugged, twisted and magically transformed into a perfect braid. "You should be a hair dresser," I raised my eyebrows when I felt the back of my head. Sam blushed and shrugged. "No big deal."
So what do you think so far? I'm not quite sure if I like it but hey I think it'll grow on me
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Darkness
RomanceFear. It runs our lives. Fear of crowds, fear of rejection, fear of the dark... It's not so much concurring your fears, it's learning to live with them.
