I'm in the plane with dad, it's going down quick, it crashes to the earth and goes into flames.
I'm scared, I see dad's body and I scream for him, he can't go. I feel like I have a grasp on him.
Then my eyes go open and I see that I'm still in my bed, I was never there. I check the clock, "five a clock." Just great, right on time to lose two hours of sleep. I hop off of my bed and look in the mirror, I have dark circles under my eyes and I could pass dead on as a zombie. I grab a band shirt, some shorts and a snapback, then wander off into the bathroom. I brush my hair and make my face look as nice as I can, 6am, ought to be a good time for a skate before mom gets up.
I go outside and grab my penny board, I walk down the side walk and check my flip-up phone for any messages. Just one, from Felix 'Hey Pheonix, How's it going at home? I'm sorry this is so early but you're three hours behind in time and I didn't want to forget. Later, goof. (:' I smile a bit, I haven't seen him since he left for college in Florida two years ago, he wanted to get as far away from here as possible, I don't blame him for that, things get a bit rough here. I decide not to reply though, because he would be worried if he knew I was up this early.
I trip up on the sidewalk and skin my knee when a bus speeds past, great, another band in town and a skinned knee. I sigh and sit down on my penny board, plug my ear buds in and turn up fall out boy. I quietly tap my foot on the ground, I probably should get going but I really don't want to get up. but I have to so I stand up and brush off my legs. Yep, it's another long summer day in Los Angeles.
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Grow up and Be Kids
FanfictionPheonix Sachet, a seventeen year old girl whose father died on flight 93 during 9/11, and whose mother became an alcoholic. Pheonix and brother Felix were completly reliant on eacother, until Felix came of age for college and moved to Florida. Pheon...