The Impact Of Dreams On My Life

Demi-heure late to school

"You are half an hour late to school and all you care about is a stupid dream?" Mom rolls her eyes after her remark.

"Did you just say 'HALF AN HOUR'?" I queried.

"No, I said 30 minutes" She retorted sarcastically.

"Mom, thanks for being such a responsible mother. You have no idea how much I love you." I manage to say that even more sarcastically.

I rush to the bathroom aggressively snatching the towel from her so called responsible hands. I skate towards the dressing table and grab my shower cap.

"I had to shampoo my hair!" I yell. "Couldn't you wake me up before? Now I have no time left. I should leave to school with this bird nest today! I love you so much, mom." I couldn't be more angry.

I kept telling her last night to wake me up an hour early. She kept her word. Ugh!

I slammed the door of the bathroom.

After my bath, I rush to put on my uniform.

I put on my shirt and skirt and go for the accessories. Finally I cape in my blazer. I tied the last knot of the shoelace and fled to school in a shot.

It's when I took the first step on the footpath, I collapsed.
No, it's not serious!
I just tripped. I regain my balance.
I stand up and continue on my running.

Thankfully, I catch the bus on time.

Rania catches my attention,"Hey! Bonjour. So, why are you late again? Catching Zs while doing your hair?"
I query,"What do you mean?"
She answers,"I mean the messy condition of your hair."
"Oh! I didn't have time to shampoo my hair today, all because of my mom. She didn't wake me up on time." I answer as my harshness seemed to be increasing at the end.
"No problemo. Assiez vous."
"You mean,' No problem and sit'?"
"Yup. Oui."
"Thank you... Sorry... Merci"

We chuckle.

We always speak in French though we are just beginners.

We continue our little chit-chat.

"So what else?" I ask
"Nothin' much" she replies.

After a few minutes we finally reach school.
I wave 'bye bye' to her.

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As soon as I enter my classroom, I see Jenny really upset. I rest my hand on her shoulder. "Hey Jen-Jen!" I call out.
"Hey Kate-Kate" she replies in an OK mood and manner.
"So how's the workout on the ballet class going on? I ask.
"There comes the part that makes me upset."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm kicked off"
"What? But why?"
"I did the wrong twirl."
"That's it?!?!"
"Yeah. Don't you know our ballet teacher is kind of a psychch?"
"Psychch? You mean psycho, right?"
"No, psychch is a much cooler way to say it."
"Whatever you say."

We grin at each other.

In the meantime Penny enters the class. She's comin' towards us.

"Hi morons!" She squeals.
"Hi M-O-R-O-N 'Number one'." I retort sarcastically.
"You know what? I'm going to that new movie, which you'd been waiting to watch." She said.

Whoa!
It's the same thing. I had the same incident in my dream. This is so incredible.

"Care to join me, Kate?"

This time I want to accept. Because last time...well...you know...

"Ummm... I-I-I-"
"Oh! Seems I have only one ticket to share with." She swings the ticket side to side."I'm sorry, it's booked. Oops! Ha ha!" She bursts into a witch-y kind of laughter.

I rage with anger inside.

"Thank you so much but I was gonna reject your proposal 'cause I have a lot better work to do than hanging out with 'moron number one' you see." I counter.

Finally she makes a scowly face and leaves.

THANK GOD

"Whoa! Jenny, you know what? I had a dream last night and Penny did the same thing." I report.

"Same thing? What same thing?"
"What she always does.....got it?"
"Got it." she hesitates.
"Ugh! I'll explain it to you later."
"Fine."

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Our class teacher comes in, does what she has to do (taking attendance) and leaves.

But in the recess I did a work of-
CHEF - D'OEVRE

Actually-
This is what happened:
Penny was walking along with her friends. I was carrying a paint-set. Practically I was running. I didn't watch my way properly and my paint splashed on someone. And the best part-
THAT SOMEONE WAS PENNY.

There was a makeover of black-blue-red-purple on her face in the right ratio.
(11:7:2:3 precisely)

This is definitely chef d'oevre.