Fade Away

1: Smoke wall ~ Pink Fingernails

I jolt awake as my alarm clock shrieks like a falcon. I try to recall the dream I had last night. I dream of the girl again. I try so hard to remember what she looks like but all I can recall is warm soft hands with long painted pink fingernails. There was a big white blur like a wall of smoke. Then the parts I had already seen of her flashed before the wall like strobe lights. Golden hair, blue eyes, thin contained eyebrows, a long narrow face, the hand. It reached out for me like a child reaching desperately for their mother. I grabbed the hand and I could tell they were warm and soft to the touch. I noticed the perfectly rounded long pink nails. Then the hand vanished. I ran but it was all in slow motion and as soon as I had reached the wall, the cloud like material beneath me vanished and I was falling. That is when I woke up.

I sat up panting. Why was it very time I came so close I woke up? I snap out of it. It was a good dream but nothing more, I realized. Since I was lonely my mind had made up a character to fill the void.

I walk towards the closet pulling out a red flannel and dark tight skinny jeans, I also slip on a black beanie that contains most of my dark brown curls. I pull out my three rings. Everybody thinks I wear them because I'm trying to look like a punk, or in a band, but they're deeply confused. Each of my rings has intense meaning. One was my father's before he died in a car crash. One was my sisters boyfriend's that she wore everywhere until she ran off to Mexico with him forgetting it here. One was from my mother. It had the deepest meaning. It was given to her by a man that loved her with all his heart but bailed on her wedding day and was never seen again.

I pick up my phone and texted Niall, "Pick you up in fifteen." Usually that was his wake up call. Niall had to be my best friend. He was very slow in the morning and usually needed a little wake up text. We have been through thick and thin. We had stolen each other's girls but we always forgave each other in the end and he was the only friend that has forgiven me for that before.

I walk downstairs and get in my car. I drive slowly by the brick houses on my way to Niall's. When I finally pull into his driveway he walks out of the door wearing a shirt and baggy jeans with a SnapBack. His eyes were still cloudy with sleep and his eyes also had bags under them. Needless to say he was snoring in the car...

Ariana's POV:

I wake up to Marimba ringing on my phone. I notice I have two texts from unknown. "Hi this Treah -( Trey -ah) I will be your student helper on your first day at Kilmer High School! Your mother told me that you live near me so would you like to have me pick you up in an hour?"

I look at the time 5:15. That should be plenty of time to get ready. I get up and step in the shower. I lather up my hair and think about what I should wear for my first day. Should I wear my bubblegum lipgloss or rose? Should I wear my black sweater that matches my boots or not? I step out of the shower and tightly wrap a towel around my body. Then I slip on my purple flow-y skirt and a pink blouse with my pink converse.

Then I curl my hair and apply my bubblegum-colored lipgloss with light purple eye shadow with long lashes but natural on the bottom. I check my phone 5:45. I go downstairs and gather my books and put them into my bag.

I look out the window and see a bright yellow punch bug pull outside my house. Inside I see a blonde girl with bright blue makeup to make her blue eyes pop. She's wearing a light yellow dress and fixing her neon bright pink lipstick in her blue hand mirror.

I look down out my clothing choice. I think that she will approve. She glances over and notices me. She smiles and pushes her long golden hair behind her ear. With her perfectly manicured fingers.

I open the car door and slide in.

"You'll fit perfectly at our school!" She said excitedly as she leaned over and hugged me across the seat. I sighed in relief. " So here's your schedule. She handed me a paper in that nice plastic covering. Now you have the first three periods with me then you have art class with Brit then lunch then you have the rest of the day alone. Sorry, but I did convince our teachers to let me show you around for the day. We going to have a blast!"