When He Noticed Me

Chapter 2

BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEE-

"URGH!"

With an irate squeak, I slapped my palms together, clapping twice. The alarm stopped. 

I haven't had that dream in months. 

But I guess it couldn't be helped, seeing as our birthday was just around the corner. After all this time, I'd like to think I can handle most of what comes my way.

As I rolled out of my bed and onto the cold, hard floor beside it, I yawned and stretched, feeling my bones pop and crack they way I was used to. 

I despised mornings more than anything. 

"Will you be going to school today, Eveleah?"

"Yes."

"Okay, I will inform the staff to make you breakfast."

I shuffled my feet through the fluffy white carpet of my bedroom floor to carry myself into my bathroom. 

"Cassy, turn on the bathroom." I croaked.

"Turning on the bathroom." Cassy replied in her robotic Australian voice.

Cassidy, or Cassy for short, was a smart artificial presence much like Alexa of Amazon or Siri of Apple. This was one of my Uncle's creations for his company- Aeri and Co.

I peered into my large vanity mirror, nearly having a heart attack. My hair was knotted to rival a fisherman's hook, my eyes looked like they belonged to a raccoon, and the remnants of my dreams were crusted in the corners of my eyes.

"You haven't had much sleep, as of late." Cassy observes. "You should play it down today."

I took her advice and quickly made myself look presentable- a black lace bralette, a gray wide-necked sweatshirt that went nearly to my knees, and comfortable black yoga pants. 

I put my hair in a high pony tail and watched the strands of golden brown shine with the usual dark brown. I laced up my favorite gray platform shoes and grabbed my black tassle Vuitton bag- a gift from my best friend who should be here any second now... 

I made my way down the stairs, smelling fresh pastries. 

"Morning! I'm off!" I call out, grabbing my favourite muffin- chocolate chip- from the kitchen counter as I hurry outside, greeted with a familiar sight. 

My best friend Dylan Tides- his light blonde hair was a mess, as usual. I smiled and ran down to him, jumping into his arms.

"Morning, Princessa!" He smiles.

And before you ask, no, the bag was not a gift from him, but my other really close friend.

"Where's Cora?" I ask him.

His smile drops.

"I... haven't heard from her in a bit."

My heart clenches for a moment, before I realize, she's not a part of... that world. 

"Well, I'm sure whatever's happened can't be that bad."

"Yeah, let's go to the first day of Senior year!" He cheers and his bright smile returns. 

I grin back at him and re-adjust my bag, before we start the twenty-minute walk to school.

When we finally arrive, I make my way to first period, which I have with Cora. Dylan has AP English Lit, while both Cora and I have Calculus BC.

I head straight to a table in the back where I see Cora invested deeply in her phone. Few other students are sprinkled about the room. I toss my bag into the seat next to us, and turn to her.