Things Left Unknown

Shooting Star

" Hi , I'm Star . " I introduced myself at the anger management class.

" Hi Star , " They replied back as if this was an Alcoholics Anonymous meeting.

I told them about what I did and how I ended up there , like I'm going to do you , but I'm going to take it back , to my first day of High School .

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I ran through the maze of trees that stood before me, once I thought I had put enough distance between me and the man chasing me I stood with my back against a tree and held my breath, fearing that if I breathed too hard he would find me. All was quiet so I relaxed a little , and then I heard a twig snap , I tried to run but before I knew it two strong arms were holding me restricting any movement that my captor didn't approve of . I looked up to see who he was and I only saw two big icey blue eyes , that somehow made me feel safer within his arms. I tried to speak but before I could get any words out , he spoke and said

" Hi Star , " -

The dream ended , like always , right at that instant. I had been having that dream all summer & today is my first day of school -high school at that- and I was not excited . It's not like I was nervous or anything , but having to start making friends all over again after moving across the country wasn't something I particularly looked forward to. I moved from California all the way to North Carolina . I make friends pretty easily and I was always able to keep guys on a leash but having to build up that reputation wasn't something that I considered fun .

I began to get dressed . I started with my outfit , I put on a pair of army fatigue high waisted shorts with a black and white sleeveless tshirt that read "Cali Made" and slid on my black Vans . I put my hair up in an , oddly enough structured, messy bun . I looked like an official high schooler . I grabbed my backpack, my phone, my headphones and my keys , and ran downstairs to see my dad sitting at the kitchen table ready to take me to school . My dad is relatively young at on 35 years old with a 14 year old daughter , he is very buff , and an old fashioned Mexican Father , I look just like my dad but with softer more feminine features , and I have my moms lips and my eyes are somewhat unique to me I have dark blue eyes that turn to white around my pupil and they are outlines in this pretty silver color. My eyes have always been different from the family's eyes they all have dark brown eyes. My dad told me it meant I was going to do something amazing to add to our family legacy. All of my family had they're special talent, my dad was amazing at anything physical, including sports, fixing things, and just plain old climbing running jumping and those kind of things. My mom was amazing at gardening and cooking, sounds ordinary, right? Wrong. My mom could make her food change your whole attitude, outlook on life, or just make you feel better. And she mixed her own medicine sounds old fashioned but she did. My little sister was very perceptive she could sense things, I listened to her often when she told me something was gonna happen. They were all special and then there's me.

"You Ready, Estrella?" He asked with his heavy Spanish accent.

I simply nodded, I was terrified.

We rode to my school in silence, once he pulled up in front of my school I kissed him on the cheek and gave him a hug and then left after saying I love you. He drove off and I began walking into my new school.