Just a Dream
"UGH!!! No, no, nooooo! Wait up!!" I shrieked, waved my flailing
arms back and forth, and lugged my gigantic and abundant backpack on my
aching back. I hurriedly ran to the stooping bus, that goes way faster then
it looked. Dragging the ridiculously tired things that I call legs up the
steep stairs, I breathed out,
"R.S.M. Intermediate, please!" Now, why was I already running
like the wind at eight AM in the morning? It wasn't my fault, my stinky,
dysfunctional alarm clock isn't good at its job, and woke me up 40 minutes
late! PLUS, being the "goody-two-shoes" that I am, I cannot miss my math
test!! It's the last of the year, and it's my final grade! Yikes!! After
combining the drool out of my hair, throwing clothes everywhere, and
stuffing soggy cereal into my mouth, I ran to the nearest bus I saw. And
here we are now.
I must have dozed off, because the next thing I knew, the
overweight, sweaty mess of a driver screeched,
"LAST STOP!!!" His scratchy voice stank of cigarettes....ewww,"
EVERYONE!! OFF!!!"
"Sigh...," I shook sleep from my head, and stood up, wobbling. I
blinked back and forth as I woozily walked through the broken doors. I
widened my eyes. Oh. My.*BEEP*. I don't think I'm in Rancho Santa Margarita
anymore. In fact, the place that I was at was far from looking like ordinary
old R.S.M. Warm, orangey glow shining brightly on my skin, as the salt from
the luscious blue-green, great waters danced across my cheek. Delicious,
fresh crisp smell of warm apple cider and sharp cinnamon wavered in and out
of my nose.
"Mmm...," I murmured forlornly, the bright sun seemed to flicker
on and off my sleep-tousled hair, "This definitely isn't school." With the
mention of school, a memory of the major test popped into my mind,
" Oh NO!!!!" I turned around to see the crappy bus gone!! What
in the freaking world?!? I started running all over the place; again,
trying to find a bus, bicycle, plain, train, tricycle, ANYTHING to help me
get back home to my school, with worry straight on my face as new salty
tears flowed over the dry ones. I ran place to place, perfect palm tree to
another perfect palm tree. Sweat covered me head to toe, as I panted like a
retriever, tongue sticking out of my chapped lips and everything. Nervously
licking those same lips, I slowly dragged myself on the pristine floor. I
miss school. I mean, sure I liked this place, perfect in every way, but
seriously? R.S.M is where I belong! On the other hand, there's the test too.
Another thing, everyone here smiles way too much! Everywhere I turn, the
