dreams after death

chapter 1- Daily...

okay so this will be on my creative side but I love suggestions. and this chapter is just a fill in nothing special happens next chapter though is where all the action happens. I don't know when it will be posted because of thanksgiving but ill be working on it thanks and don't forget to follow or vote for me or the book....

I sat on the bus looking out the window like i was waiting for 

something interesting to happen then I fealt the seat shift and I 

turn to see Matthew sitting beside me.

"mornin' sky" he said yawning dramatically stretching his arms out over my shoulder. i quickly responded with a wide eyed glare and a touch of confusion. "don't even think about-"matt inturupted with a small chuckle lifting both his hands in the air surrendering. "alright alright. calm your-" he stopped with a sinnister grin.

I scoff at what he stopped himself from saying. "why aren't you in your fancy new convertible?" I questioned Matt.

" parents want me to drive them around first, make sure I stay under the speed limit and all that jazz" he puffs under his breath.

"I don't blame them" I mock him. he sticks his tongue at me and I roll my eyes with a smirk as I lean my head against the glass from the window on the bus. I feel matts eyes on me then he turns his head to the seat behind us and starts talking about what they are doing this upcoming weekend.  

the bus stops in front of the highschool . Matt stands up and lets me go in front of him so I don't get stuck when everyone piles in the aisle to get off the bus. we step off the bus and head to  

science.

as we walk through the hall Matt receives many greetings from people heading to class "hey man" "yo dog wussup?" even the teachers " no hats, walker ".

when we enter mr.shepards room we sit down then Matt makes convo

"soo... you coming to the game tomorrow night?" he asks.

"umm... I would rather come to a game you have a chance of winning" I teased

"hey! for your information we are more than likely to win this game... but only cause I'm the quarterback" he claimed with his head held high.

"mhmm..." I sarcastically agreed. he glared at me in a playful way. the final bell rang and class began.

after lunch was my extra curriculum class, advanced art. I love being artistic but who needs a teacher to be creative? the reason I sighned up for this class is how stunning every single project turns out no matter the student. the teacher (mrs.Zimmerman who we call Mrs. Z) always finds a project that doesn't have to be pretty, it could have purpose, creativity, or just stands out.

I walk into class and see Matt sitting in his usuall spot next to mine. apperantly I'm like his "mentor" in art, my projects inspire him. even though he usually uses the whole base of my ideas for his projects. but I don't mind, the teacher knows students enjoy me being the art geek of the class.

"alright class I got something special for us today but it will be due tomorrow..." a series of groans were made of the possibility of homework.

" haha don't worry this project is all about you!" she made it sound like we get to choose anything we want to paint or sketch but I knew there was always more behind what she says.

" we will be researching the meaning of our names then your gonna draw what you think it means, for example my name means the oath of God and timber. I need to somehow relate these things in one painting or drawing or whatever you think best fits the purpose of your name... then make the words fit comfortably in your project. this is a small but important project so be thoughtful." she finished.

I was kind of excited about this project. but hopefully I get something a little better than 'timber' for the meaning of my name no offence to Mrs.Z. I relized that Matt wouldn't be able to be mentored in this project considering are names were not even in the same origin.

I found out my name (skylar) meant eternal life how am I supposed to paint that? my middle name (Nai) means my dreams are real? what kind of name is that anyways? and lastly my last name (yatna) means perceveirence, to never give up. this was going to be harder than I thought non of the meanings are physical things. 

" hows everything going over here skylar?"mrs. z asked sweetly.

"actuley I'm kinds stuck..."I claim.

"lets take a look" she skims through my notes. " ah. tricky but I can tell yours is gonna be good" she winked. "what's the first thing you think of when you hear dream?" she asked.

"umm... goals?" I say un-confidently.

"okay now in a dream. the things you dream of do they seem possible to achieve?" she continues.

"well no that's why its a dream not a challenge" I explain.

"good! now think that. but now your living your dream! if your living a dream you thought was impossible..." she says enthusiastically.

"...you achieved something with perseverence!" I said with giddy.

" now eternal life living a dream from working hard... picture that skylar" she smiled widely.

"it kinds sounds like a happy ending... like I've lived and now I'm in an eternal dream..." I thought aloud.

"perfect. now use that inner artist and put an eternal dream on paper" and with that Mrs.Zimmerman left me to my thoughts on paper.