surreal || espinosa fanfic

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"Catherine. Catherine." I hear my name being called repeatedly. Instinctively, I yawn and stretch out my stubby arms.

"You have to get up. We're here." The voice said shaking me a little. Gently I rub my eyes to reveal my mom looking down at me. That is when I realized we were still in the car. Immediately I bolt up causing a divergent with my head and my mom's. I hear a loud yelp and notice that's me yelping in pain. I glance at my mom who is also holding her head in her hands.

"Sorry." I say uneasily.

"It's okay darling. It was an accident." She replies with a weak smile. Quietly I grab my things and rush into the house. My jaw drops, the house is stunning from the interior to the floor. Compared to our old house this house is immense. Softly I drag the tips of my fingers against the wall feeling the fresh white paint. Then I sprint to my new room, it's perfect. The view from my window is breathtaking. It captures the perfect amount of sunlight. Quickly I take out my canvas and begin painting the beautiful sight. It was a marvelous blue-orange sunset. Out of nowhere my sister pops in my room.

"What are you painting now Catherine?" She says curiously.

I'm to concentrated to reply so I don't answer. Andrea just shrugs and plops on my fresh white bed. Eventually I finish and I smile voluminously. Gently I hang the painting up on my wall. Andrea had gone back to her room by now, so I decided to unpack my things. Afterwards I sat on my bed and opened my windows 8 laptop. My sister is constantly on her phone. We're total opposites. My sister is girly,fashionable,Internet freak, and she has tons of friends. Then there's me painter, lyrical/ballet dancer, quiet, and zilch friends. Hopefully this year I won't be known as the painting geek. I'm planning to be normal this year. No boys, No drama. If you don't fall in love then you won't get hurt. Andrea says it's just all in my head. Maybe it's true maybe it's not. I close my laptop and walk to my mom's room.

"Goodnight"

"Goodnight, Catherine" My mom speaks and swallows me into a warm hug. Quickly I get ready for bed then slide into my bed. Slowly my eyes get heavier and heavier until I'm fully asleep.

Sunday 9:45 A.M

"You'll be alright Cat, don't stress it." Andrea reassures me. She's the only one who calls me Cat. I don't mind but I sometimes feel like I'm being called a pampered household animal.

"You're right." I take a few deep breathes and calm myself down. I added "What should I wear?"

"Leave that to me." My sister grins voluminously. My right eyebrow raises slightly wondering what she has in mind.

"I'm trusting you.."

She just shrugs and begins to walk out my practically empty room.

"I'll be at the mall if you need me." I nod and open up my sketch book. Carefully I began to draw the ocean. My hands roughly dancing across the blank canvas. Eyebrows furrowed I decided to take a walk and breathe some fresh air.

Going on a walk

- C

I left a note on the kitchen counter and burst out the front doors. I grinned widely heaving in the scenery. Excitedly I turned around for a brief second. Once I turned around, BAM! I ran right into a stranger.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry." I say immediately. Taking a slight glimpse at him, I could feel his eyes on me.

"Are you okay?" I add my cheeks turning a bright pink.

"I'm okay. Are you?" He says with a small laugh.

"I'm fine." I say trying to avoid eye contact.

"And what is you're name if I may ask?" He asks curiously.

"That's for me to know and you to find out." I say raising my right eyebrow.

"Now if you don't mind." I say blankly

"I have places to go." I add nodding towards the other direction.

"Bye." He shrugs and tries to make eye contact.

"Bye" I mumble then walk past him.

While smiling I skip to the beach, notebook and pencil in hand.

I dig my feet in the soft warm sand and smile to myself. Then I draw the mood of the ocean. Today the ocean appeared furiously crashing waves along the shoreline. My fingers dancing across the clean white paper like ballet dancers leaping across the stage one by one. The salty sea breeze felt so refreshing against my sensitive skin.

I glance over my shoulder and spot the boy from earlier observing me.

What's his problem anyways?

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