Trading Places With The Enemy!(Rewritten Version)(on hiatus)

Chapter 2: Dreaming Of Reality 🥀

Chp. 2 Rewrite Published ~ 3/9/18

"If you keep on believing the dream that you wish will come true" -
Cinderella

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"Snap out of it you stupid idiot!" I shout at the tv as I throw buttered popcorn at the screen.

I hate when a character in a movie or show is being deceived by someone they trust and the deceiver is basically telling them 'hey man i'm actually trying to ruin your life', like sweet pineapples man they are out to get you.

Just as the movie got more interesting, my stupid alarm blared from the other room.

I had a nightmare last night and I couldn't sleep so I decided to watch a movie in the living room.

I slowly peeled myself off of the couch and went crawling yes literally crawling to my room.

I am dreading school it's been a week so far and it happens to be just like any other average joe high school, where you go to 'learn' and see people you hate everyday.

I turned off my alarm and headed for the shower, ready to get this day over with.

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"Talk to me with manners you class less frog!" The teacher shouted at Lucas Delmanio the apparent 'class clown'.

"I would but I'm just not that polite I guess" that boy has a mouth on him for sure. He argues with Ms. Kasey everyday, but on his behalf she starts most of these disputes, probably because she's an sour old orange who hates us all. The feelings mutual orange.

"Back to the discussion class!!" She shouts as the class's laughter dies down.

"So who thinks dreams are worth achieving and who says that dreams are ment to be kept dreams?" She asks.

I'm in creative writing class right now and we are on the topic of dreams. We each have to write a story basically explaining our concept of a dream, but before every writing we have discussion time about our topic. I've been here for a week and I've written 2 essays so far, so I pleasingly welcome number 3. I happen to actually enjoy this class.

"Dreams are stupid, most people dream of something so far fetched there's no point in even trying to achieve it. The guy in the dark hoodie said.

He always sits in the back with his hoodie hiding his face, I've heard the rumors saying he's got a huge scar down the entire left side of his neck leading to his chest. But I'm no one to judge.

I have my own scars to worry about.

"Not true dude, I dream of winning the high school state soccer champs everyday and I know its going to happen eventually and I know that this year is my year" Shannon the fiery red head girl with blazing blue eyes said, she happens to be the top girl soccer player here at Phillips High. She's worshipped but not in a bad way, she's praised because she has actuall talent unlike some people here.

"Thats right Shann dream work is the team work baby!!" one of her fellow team mates adds in, the class slightly laughs.

"You are all suckers, dreaming is for the weak, in reality everyone knows I'm the best not in some dream" Lucas yelled expecting laughter, everyone did laugh but not with him at him.

The class was silent for a few no one spoke up for about two minutes.

"Well are you all done, nothing to say? What about you new girl?" Farley Cartel the student editor of Phillips High School newspaper asked.