Teenage Dream (Title Under Construction)

TD - Chapter Nineteen: The Feeling of Being Senseless Would be a Dream of Mine

Just so you readers know, I already have chapter 25 done and slowly trying to upload it. Just trying to edit it and stuff, plus I'm usually very busy. I'm 16 and still in high school. I really do hope you're enjoying this. I know it kind of started off like a tween story and steered off in a twenty-one year old life, but that was the whole point. Talia's story was meant that she still had the mentality of a teen leader and slowly progresses into a wise girl in Natalie's perspective. Natalie's story on the other hand is largely different. She's more mature than the others and experiences a lot of dramatic moments in her life, so she has to be the mature one. I just recently finished Natalie's perspective and moving on to Samantha's. I hope her story will be more fun and deviant, but will still have that dramatic twist Natalie and Talia endure.

- YG.

CHAPTER NINETEEN: The feeling of being senseless would be a dream of mine.

Natalie Cross

The smell of popcorn and beer wafted through the air. I slowly opened my eyes and noticed the difference in my surroundings. I completely elapsed that I wasn’t at my house, but Trick’s. I felt somebody’s arms over my waist as I struggled to get up. Trick had put his arm over him and it suddenly alerted me that we had slept together. I felt around my body just to ensure that my clothes were still intact. He made a groaning sound as he rolled over and fell of the couch which awakened him. My eyes were hastily blinking and he showed a small smile. There was a sudden change in his facial expression to a shocked appearance.

“Good morning,” I said unsurely. “I think I’m going to leave.”

“Yeah, right,” He said as he stood up and rubbed his face with his palms. His dirty blonde hair was in a messy state, but he still looked gorgeous, even in the morning. I wondered how I looked like; probably like a rehab version of Lindsay Lohan. I began to walk to the door and grabbed my stuff which was on the floor.  “Wait, no.” He said and he grabbed my arm. I looked at him quizzically.

“I’m going to be late for the student government meeting.” I added. I wanted to get out of there. I didn’t want to be involved with another boy, especially him. He was the only one who was sure of his feelings towards me. I didn’t want to further complicate it. “Thank you for your hospitality.” I shook off his hold, but he remained firm with it. Not enough to hurt me though.

“I’m going to give you a ride to your house and that’s final.” A thought of my father suddenly came to mind, but this time it was a happier time when I thought of it. I usually thought of my dad as a bad person, but something about Trick reminded me of my father in those happier days. I nodded my head embarrassed that he already did so many things for me.

“I’d like to stay here if you don’t mind.” I stated sombre.

“But it’s freezing.” It never really occurred to me that it was below zero degrees, but maybe all these distractions kept me from feeling any physical pain. The emotional pain took over. I shook my head and gave him a curved smile.

“I can survive. Please hurry,” He nodded and got into his empty house quickly. I thought about what happened yesterday. Hunter. What I really wanted to do was to go to him and apologize for the many things I did to him, the things that he shouldn’t have felt. I suddenly remembered those dark eyes that illustrated deep passion, a lost passion. The gust of wind suddenly went passed me, but again I couldn’t feel a thing. Trick put a brown, faux fur jacket over me, which oddly surprised me.

His Mercedes was already heat conditioned which intensified the prickling cold that pierced through my skin. I felt the need to cry again, but there were no more tears to fall. “Who are you Natalie Cross?” his blue eyes gazed upon mine. I wasn’t falling in love at all. I couldn’t help, but smile at him.