Dream of Me

Chapter 1 - So this is me

The sunlight seeped through the window, sneaking past the daisy-embellished curtains to illuminate my room.

The birds were singing.

The clouds were hiding.

It was a typical summer morning.

But the thing that made it the most quintessential of all, was that it was already 7:53 and I was still snoring.

"SHIT!" I screamed, frantically searching the room to find a clock or watch of some sort that was sure to tell me the inescapable truth; I had overslept... again and on my first day of senior year too.

"SHIT SHIT SHIT!!!" I chanted again, because once was obviously not enough.

Anyhow, 'lemme introduce myself.

My real name is Ruby Lickster but i long ago abandoned anything that related to my scum-of-the-earth father (not that I even considered himmy father anymore), so that meant trading in my name, which I was more than willing to do, believe me -the amount of lesbian jokes that followed me around for years was enough to make my decision. 

So, let me introduce myself properly, my name is Ruby LEXUS. L-E-X-U-S. NOT Lickster.

I enjoy nothing better than an afternoon watching movie after movie with my best friends (we'll get to that in a sec.) but if you even dare suggest watching a chick flick, God forbid, I'll slap you right across the face before you can even utter as much as "She's the Man" ugh. 

What else? Hmmmm, well, despite the fact that I think the males species are pretty foul at the best of times, which I've learnt from my brother Carson, my loveable man-whore of a brother, I sometimes wish that even though my opinion of guys stands strong, at least one of them would actually look at me. I mean sure, they look at me, for example that one time I tripped at Macca's and made that one guy spill his coffee all over his crinkled t-shirt and let me tell you, he certainly looked at me then, but thats not the type of look i mean. You know the look. The one that says "Holy SHIT girl! You are so out of my league but there is nothing I wouldn't do to make you mine", well, at least I think that's what I THINK it says but I can't really be sure because no one has ever looked at me like that before. At least that's what I think. Wait, what if I've been misjudging myself my whole life?! Meh, who am I kidding. NEVER gonna happen Rubes.

Anyway, where were we, oh yeah! My best friends. And I hope you understand that when I say 'best friends' (even though they are the best in the world, seriously), I REALLY mean ONLY friends, so even when they are being real jerk-offs I'm not really in the position to lower them a rank anyway. So, there are two of 'em and we refer to ourselves as "THE THREE WISE MONKEYS" but I'm afraid that our fellow peers have come up with a new name of which i'm sure they believe to be extremely witty. You ready for it? OK, here it comes.....'The Three Nothings". I know! How clever! but whatever, they're the nobodies anyway, they just haven't figured it out yet.

I'm getting off track so I'll make this quick, I'm already running late for school as it is. First of all there is the sexy yet VERY ballsy Aimee Michaels, notorious bitch-slapper, Queen of the comeback and most importantly, Sargeant Sarcasm. I hardly even bother talking to her sometimes, thats how intense it gets when you try to go head to head with Miss Aimee in an argument. Many get sucked in but only few ever come out on top - if they come out at all, that is. Talkign about coming out, my other best friend, Felix Samson, is one out of the two only out-of-the-closet gays at our school, the other being Mr. Beanenko and if I had a dolar for everytime he tried to make a snack out of poor little Felix, well, I'd own the bank. That's enough about them, besides, if I dont "get my sorry ass out the door this minute!" (thanks mum!) then. well I would really rather not to know what would happen because when my mum was in a sour mood, it was enough to curdle milk, puppies, anything really.

So thats me. Boring 'ol me. At least for now, that is...

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So this is the first chapter and I'll probably end up re-writing it if I don't delete this story altogether so if you want me to keep going please message me so I know if it's worth it.

I apologise if it's shitty, I haven't written anything for years and I'm trying to get back into it so I really appreciate the people who just bear with me. 

Thanks xx

Love always, Loren.