Spoiled Dreams

• 001 • Crushes •

  Hi, my name is Savannah, Savannah Anderson. Just by my name I sound popular and rude... right? The first one is very true, but by my perspective on my personality I'm a kind and fun person.

I am 17 years old, I'm pretty much an adult for how I take care of myself. Everyone is pretty mature for 16 and 17 now days, even if they are pretty stupid and immature.

  My parents are working for the law so they are away a lot, which leaves me at home. I live in a huge Villa home, I throw parties all the time like no one else you know.

  I'm also like no one else you know. You may see me like a perfect girl, trust me, I'm not once you get to know me. Which many people don't know me that well, I don't trust a lot of people. But it's best not to, I just wanted someone to talk to without freaking out.

  But this crazy story starts at a party, but let me tell it correctly.

  It was a very sunny day in northern California. The breeze was nice, all the stores had people in them. People walking on the sidewalks, with their kids, or with friends.

"Savannah!" Kaylee called behind me. I turned around.

"What?" I said with a chuckle. She held something up. I squinted my eyes to read the bag.

  'Charlett Ruuse'

"Is it for me..?" I hesitated, she knew I loved that store more than anything.

She nodded and handed me the bag. And of course I opened it greedily and looked inside.

"This was the dress I wanted!" I gasped.

I have been wanting that dress for quite sometime, I just was too afraid to buy it. People would think I was showing off. Plus, they hardly ever had the dress on sale so it was impossible to get it.

  I looked at Kaylee, then at the dress. "Y-you didn't have to, you know?" I was now looking back at her, feeling bad.

  "Yeah, I know. But you deserved it, after what you've been through, Sav." She was right, and Sav is what most people called me, which I didn't mind.

I did go through a couple things before this, my parents fighting, them yelling at me for 'being in the way'. But it's okay, I'm kind of used to it.

"Are you sure? You could have texted me, I would have came down and bought it."

Kaylee looked at me. "Nah, I didn't mind. I would have spent the money on something dumb anyways." She reassured.

  "Wanna go get some ice cream?"

  "Sure, I'm buying though." I said, pulling out my wallet. She nodded.

I counted $59, and some in my pocket, then we walked down the street for the ice cream parlor.

"When is that ice cream social thing?" Kaylee asked, wind softly blowing our hair.

"I'm not so sure, but when I know about it I'll tell you. I'm definitely going." I said, checking the time.

12:32. I thought.