Destroyed

Eight

I woke up the next morning ready to go to school, but all I could think about was the beautiful women that visited me in my dreams.

Who was she? What did she want? ... Other than the fact that she wanted me to face some kind of extreme evil.

I'm definitely ready for that. I have no fighting or leadership skills. But hey!! Let's get a little kid to fight a major battle and lead hundreds of people to certain death. I'm so confident that we will prevail. (make sure you sense the sarcasm)

Who am I kidding? I need to talk to someone about this, but who?

Maybe I could talk to my mom. On second thought, nope. She would think I lost my mind if I told her a strange women told me a seer read the future to her and said that I was going to have to lead an army and fight off a powerful evil. She would put me in a mental hospital.

But, there was always one person I could always talk to and tell anything to, no matter how crazy I sounded.

Ryan.

He has always been there for me. I wish he would have told me about him being a seer and all. We always talk to each other. But, I guess I understand why he kept it a secret. I wasn't ready for this. I still am not ready. But I guess I have no choice....unless I want the world to be destroyed.

I suddenly realized that I am supposed to be getting ready for school. 

I quickly got out of the bed and went into the closet and picked out my clothes.

I picked out a white flowy, off the shoulder crop top, black denim high waisted shorts, and black vans. If you couldn't already tell, I love crop tops, high waisted bottoms, and vans. I don't wear them to school much, but I was in a good mood.

I got dressed and walked into my bathroom to get my ChapStick. I loved ChapStick. I had hundreds of them in a box on my desk. Other than the occasional mascara it was the only 'makeup' that I wore.

I got all of my school things and headed downstairs. I then quickly walked back up the stairs because I forgot to brush my teeth and do my hair.

I guess I was distracted.

I quickly brushed my teeth and styled my hair into a messy bun. I did not feel like doing my hair today.

I walked downstairs again and grabbed a granola bar for breakfast. I then went to check on my mom. She was in her room asleep. I walked over and kissed her forehead. I hoped she slept well. I still felt bad for going off on her.

I went outside and started my car. I hopped in and made my way to the school.