The Dream Catcher {Rewrite}

Prologue

Today was the day. No matter how
hard I pretend it isn't true, today is my only shot to prove I will be a great space pilot. To be honest, I'm lucky I've been given this chance. I'm 13, and these next 2 years could determine my whole future. I quickly finished up my packing by adding my dream catcher, toothbrush and hairbrush to my duffle bag. Finally, I placed a leather book with a silver lock in the bag. My diary. The leather book had been a part of my life ever since my mother died when I was 6. I sighed and zipped up the black bag, throwing it over my shoulders I silently crept down the stairs in case my dad was still asleep. I quickly grabbed the toaster and toasted a bagel for myself. I sat there, considering all my options. I could not go, but that would forever prevent me from being a space craft pilot; I had to follow my aunt's footsteps, she had been an amazing pilot, she's gotten so many awards, but then, the dreadful journey of the Grayslen ended her life. And that of mothers, I thought. I quickly finished my bagel as my dad came down. "Morning, Princess." he said, popping a bagel of his own into the toaster. "Your up early." I commented. "I wanted to see you off." he claimed with a smile. "You'll see me in 3 days anyway..." I stated in a confused voice. "I know, but I can still drop you off, can't I?" He sounded fragile, almost like he was afraid I would say 'no'. "Of course." I told him. He smiled. And soon enough we were in the car on the way to the docks where I would board a NASA ferry to an uncharted island in the middle of no-where.

When I got there, my best friend Riley Harrison was waiting for me. Riley Harrison was a kind girl, she was shy around strangers, but once she knew you she would be herself, Riley was also really smart, and had a lot of love. "Hey." she said to me as I approached. "Here we go." I said. "Here we go." she replied. Well, it's now or never. "What do you say?" Riley asked, "me and you, always and forever." I smiled. "I'd like that."

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Dear Diary,

I always wondered what I was going to be when I grew up. I always said astronaut, but I get to become one now, and what if I don't like it? I'm worried. What happened to the Grayslen, that's a million dollar question. And I can't even ask without someone getting suspicious. Well, that's all I've got for now,

Love, Alaska