Dream Town Highway

The Meeting

"The silhouette of a perfectionist, a sophisticated and highly dignified entity, Bianca Hoppers. One who has given the youth of this generation a boost of energy and inspiration, has yet again proven to be the best in her profession",Her golden-brown strands fell into light curls as they hit her shoulder, her face hidden under them as she sat on the oakwood swing in the balcony of her 15th floor pent house. She stared at her Bugatti, parked in the parking lot of "Paris Towers", her humble apartment.

"A house, one of a kind complete with a smart thermostat, smart lights, robotic lawn care, super home security, command centre and automated electronic devices. It has been a dream like no other..."That was exactly the way she had been introduced in the front pages of the top week magazines. Her pictures in the "white coat" had hit the highway billboards faster than humanly possible, along with strong inspirational sayings accompanied with quotes that were as influential as she had become in the span of a couple of months.

She sat there star-struck by the shimmering rays of light that melted into the darkness of the great black sky, as the clouds seemed to have misted her thoughts with the choices of her life, as if she had lost her strength and was trying to figure out how on earth could she finish doing the laundry, get her robotic lawn cleaner fixed and do a million other chores by the end of the day. She longed to get away and dream of bigger things, bigger than just sitting and doing absolutely nothing like she was demonstrating at the current moment.

She had never been so ideal or even felt the tint of loneliness before. She sat there petting her only companion, her best friend and only family, her pet Siberian husky named Shivers. She had been thinking of a million things since her apartment's entrance had been choked by reporters and interviewers ready to take and spread her zeal with the world...which she wasn't too keen on. Only she knew when she had messed up at different times of her life, how she could have improved her actions and could have, somehow, altered other's reactions, how she had fallen and broken before she had pushed everything at the back of her mind and rose to glory with one or two to support her and her aspirations.

She still found it hilarious sometimes, how she had become one of the most successful of neurosurgeons at such a small age. She looked at her past; what was the point of having all that she had but had no one to share it with?

As she was in deep thoughts of self realization, her eyes flickered to a familiar structure of a lady... Her walk! It reminded her of someone so close, yet, so far away...atleast had been close.She couldn't believe it, it would have been five years since the incident had occured... her past couldn't haunt her again, could it? NO, It just couldn't be. It just wasn't possible. Was it truly Ariana Somerfield? Her classmate from High-school?

No, it wasn't possible at all, she shook her head with a shudder of reminiscence, all the good and bad she had been through with her, all the betryal, hurt had come rushing to her. She decided to drop the thought and went into the kitchen to get some treats for Shivers.

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"Shivers, stop it! What do you think you're doing? Okay now... just stop it this instance or you won't get any treats!"Her voice echoed through the empty hall, tearing apart the silence.Shivers ran about the house and jumped on all those white couches, while she went around the entire house, probably ...no, certainly screaming like a maniac.

The same old usual thing he did when he was super excited. But, this time it was unusual, he had this twinkle in his deep blue eyes just the way he used to have when he was a pup. A jolly good time that was, she thought, taking in a deep breath.Every vacation, she would just ponder about the park on the sunny summer evenings, basking under the sun and allowing it to bless her sweet days, it was and had always been just her and Shivers.