How I See It

Chapter 3 - Samantha

My eyes open when a car alarm goes off. I jump of the couch and... "What? Another dream?" This was the second dream in one day, but this one felt real. And Samantha. Who is she?

"Sorry sweetie pie. It's just those damn monkeys again. I swear, I'm going to kill them" grandma Otis says. "Go back to sleep. I'll stay here with you."

I do as she says, but first try and locate my mother and sister. Okay, they're here too. I go and lay down on the big couch and cover myself with the blue blanket.

I close my eyes and fall asleep. Once again, I gasp and I'm in the street. No one is visible. "It's just another dream", I whisper. I walk in the street to try and locate Samantha. "
Noah, Crotao! Hey." I turn around and see her.

"Hey Samantha... Camanda? Heh, I'm not good at nicknames." She laughs and I join her. "Where are you?" "What do you mean? I'm right here." "But in the real world." She keeps quiet and stares at me.

"This is the real world. Come on, I wanna show you something." I follow her till the woods. She stops. "I used to come here as a kid, you know." I don't answer. I see there's a house up the hill, but decide to ignore it. Suddenly, I yank her against me and I bend my head to kiss her.

I melt into her as her fingers yangle in my hair. My mouth opens to her, and our tongues meet. But then she pulls away. She gives a small smirk. We lay on the ground and look up at the stars. "I like you, Noah." "I like you too, Samantha." What a perfect night. But then I remember Brooke. "I... I'm sorry... I gotta go."

I stand up and walk away and she follows me. "Wait, Noah. What'a wrong?" "I like someone else too."

Silence takes over. We stare at each other, but then I continue to walk. I don't even know where I'm going. I see the house up the hill and go inside. It's empty. I make myself comfortable. As I lit the fireplace, the doorknob turns and Samantha enters the house.

"I still like you, Noah." "Please leave. I'm angry at myself for kissing you. Just please, before you get hurt!" "I'm not going anywhere." I punch my fists against the wall and keep on doing it. "Noah, stop!"

I push her away and take the TV that was lying there and throw it to the ground and it breaks. "Okay. I'll go." She leaves. What have I just done? My eyes open when my sister wakes me up. I still feel bad, even though it was just a dream.

My grandma told us that my grandfather's funeral will be held in 2 days. So my mother called the school to tell them that we won't be there on Monday. We plan the funeral the whole day and grandma Otis shows us pictures of us when we were younger.

Monday finally arrives and everyone in the house is sad. We change into our black clothes that we bought at the mall yesterday. I pack inside some tissues just for incase I start to sob. When everyone was ready, we drove to the church. We stood outside the door and thanked everyone for coming. Suprisingly, half of my classmates were here. Including Brooke. I was so happy to see them.

They went inside and I did the same. We all sat next to each other and my mother, sister and grandma sat right next to me. It went on for about 3 hours. I cried a lot and when I turned around every once in a while, so did everyone else. The church was packed. I did not know that my grandfather had knew so many people.

The funeral was so beautiful. After that, we went to the cemetery. I took a lift with Brooke. "So how are you doing?" she asked. "Like anyone who's loved one just died." "Well, I don't want to make this about me, but... I like someone. In grade 10..." And just like that... The only happiness I had left, gone. I couldn't believe it.I just... I couldn't.

"Oh, lovely. Who?" "Reggie Michales..." "What?! But he's one of the biggest bullies." She sighs. "Never mind, I knew you would do this." The car ride was akward. We arrived at the cemetery and I climbed out of the car and walked to my sister. "Let's do this." I can't believe that she has strenght... And then I saw her.

How could this be possible? Is this even real? It's...It's really her.

I walked towards her and waited until she was finished talking to someone. She turned and gave me a small smirk. I take a deep breath and forgot all the stuff that wasn't real. The street, the TV. Everything.

So, I found the strenght and got it together.
"Samantha, right? I'm Noah. Noah Miller."

She stares at me, not knowing what to do. "I... I'm sorry, Samantha? No um... my name is North." I frown a bit but then find words to say. "North, hey? As in, the direction North?" She laughs. "Yeah, as in the direction North. What about you?"

"I'm Noah."I gaze into her eyes as if they were stars that shined bright in the holy sky.

"Sorry, but I know someone who looks just like you. I thought that you were maybe her." "And her name is Samantha?" "Yes..."

I'm sure that it's her. It must be. "And from where do you know her?" "Well... In my dreams." There's a moment of silence. "So, let me get this straight. I look like a girl named Samantha, who you know from your dreams? Interesting."

She gets closer to me and fixes my tie. "Maybe that name would change tonight, don't you think?" I can feel her minty breath on my neck. "There, all fixed up." "Thank you. Um... would you like... maybe wanna go out and grab a drink or something?" "I would love that. Maybe today at... let's say 4 ?" "Four it is. At Starbucks?" "Sure"she says, with a small giggle.

She walks away and so do I. Maybe this was meant to be. You know what they say, "She's the girl of my dreams." And she was. Literally.

Everyone returns back to their homes after the funeral. "I can't believe that he is actually gone" my grandma says while driving the car. I take out my phone and plug my earphones in. I play my playlist and look outside through the window. My mind goes straight to Brooke who suddenly likes Reggie.

I... I don't know how it could be possible, because she knows that he made my life a living hell. I still have feelings for her. I'll always have, but she will never like me in that way. And North. She... well likes me in my dreams. But maybe that will change after our date this afternoon.

We pull up in my grandma's driveway and get out. "Well I guess we better start packing." "What! We're leaving...now? Why don't we leave tomorrow morning?" I suggest. "We can't. You need to attend school tomorrow" my mother says. "Please mom, I'm begging you!" She looks ate me and stares. "Alright, fine. But we leave first thing tomorrow." I rush into the house and get ready.

I shower and change into Everyday clothes. It's 3:30. I decide to go to Starbucks and wait for North. I see her approaching from down the street. I go outside and greet her. We go inside and sit down. "I'm so sorry about your grandfather. I just heard that he was your family." "Thank you." "So, where do you go to school?" "Hazardville High. What about you?" And so it went on. For 2 whole hours.

It was pretty nice. We exchanged cellphone numbers and went back home.

The next morning came and we went. We went back home and changed into our school uniforms. We went to school and it was a very, very long day. Me and Nikita finally made up and Brooke and I stayed out of each others way. Me and Rose had a big fight and now we're not friends anymore.

I got bored in science, so I wrote a rap song. It was actually pretty good. I kinda liked writing it. So I went home and as I walked, police cars were speeding past me and towards my house. My heart started pounding. I took a jog to my house. Ava came out of her house and followed me. "What the hell is going on!" she shouted from the back. "I don't know, but they stopped at my house!"

We arrived at my house and there wasn't a body. I was relieved.

The police were talking to my mother. She suddenly started to sob and went down on her knees with her hands covering her mouth. I showed Ava my hand so that she would stop where she was. "Mom? Mom, what the hell happened?" Her sobbing continued. "Mom!"

"Tell me. Please.. just tell me that it's not true." "What? What's not true?"

The police came out of the house and asked for my name, so I gave it to them. They... They pointed their guns at me. One of the officers took my hands and cuffed them. "What the hell! Mom! Get of off me! MOM!"

"Noah Miller, you are under arrest for the murder of David Grayson. Anything you say or do will be used against you..." And just like that. My whole life fell apart because of something that I didn't even do.

"I didn't do it! Please... MOM!"