Something About You.

Three

"I'm telling you, I keep having this weird dream about this guy, it always starts out the same and it keeps getting longer every time I have it!" I explained to Skylar.

"Are you sure you didn't take too much of that medicine your mom got you for the stomach flu?" She questioned.

"Yes, Sky! I'm sure!"

"I thought that wasn't possible... You know, to have the same dream over and over again..."

"Well, maybe but if it's a different dream, it seems pretty damn similar!"

"Look it up, do some research." She said to me.

We both sat down at our table for art class. Moments later Blake walked in, late. He made up an excuse and sat down. Mrs. Dran explained our new mythical creature project and handed out sketch papers to think about how we were going to do it. I don't think Blake needed to sketch anything, he probably could just free-hand everything without needing to sketch it out first.

I reached for a sketching pencil on the table, while keeping my eyes on Skylar as we were talking. I felt a tingling sensation, the one you get when you get shocked by an electric outlet. I pulled back and turned to face where my hand was, the pencil was still only 5 inches away from where I had put my hand, but Blake's hand was 2 centimeters away. I turned towards him and just gave him a confused look, he gave me a confused look right back. I just shook the thought away and went back to my sketching my angel. I didn't put much thought into what I was going to draw, it just came to me not only because of Blake but because it was the only thing in my head.

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"So, you're going to pick me up for the bonfire, right?" I asked Skylar as we walked to our cars after school.

"Oooh, Yeah. I'll pick you up at like 8." She responded.

"Okay. text me later."

"I will."

I got in my car and drove home.

I pulled out my blue canvas backpack and packed it with clothes so I could stay over at Skylar's house. I changed into a pair of skinny jeans, I black camisole and pulled on my Minnetonka kilty. I walked back downstairs, turned on the living room TV, and walked into the kitchen, where I got a bag of Lay's. I sat back down in the living room and watched NSI. At around 4 my mother came home and got ready to make dinner. One hour later dinner was ready and Dad was home. We all sat down in the dining room and started to eat. I was freaked out about the entire thing, I obviously had to say something.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"What do you me-" Dad was interrupted by my mother.

"Stop, just stop and explain." My mother said

"Well, you're so eager to tell her, why don't you go ahead and tell her." She said

"Can someone just tell me." I said before either one of them could say anything.

"First. Know that this is for the best and for peace." My mother said.

"But, we're getting a divorce." My father said.

I stood up right away and walked out of the house without saying anything. I got in my car and drove to The Journal.

I walked in and just sat there, without any source of light. I heard voices getting closer and closer, but I didn't care. Why would they just get a divorce like that, why couldn't they just work things out? They always argued... why did they have to get a divorce. The door opened and in walked 3 figures one turned on the light and made the 3 figures visible. Adam, Blake, & Kyle.