Hey guys! this is my first story. hope you guys like it! Sorry for misspelled or grammatical errors! Also, it starts out really short! ~Enjoy~
"Your perfect." A guy said in a whisper-like tone. He was very attractive. stunning.
"I'm not perfect." I mumbled shyly in a hushed tone.
"One day, when we meet. Everything will be different my love."
"Different? I don't like different." I said like a little kid pouting.
"That's okay, Alarm clocks always beep. Beep. Beep." I looked at the handsome man confused. Alarm clocks always beep? What does that mean?
Beep, Beep, Beep.
"ALICE! Turn you alarm clock off!" My mom screamed. I jumped a bit from the sudden noise. I quickly turned my alarm clock off as snuggled back under the blankets.
School, as usual. Something everyone hates, no matter who you are or where you live.
I closed my eyes, imagining the mans face in my dream. No clue who it is, but I doubt I'll ever see him again. I never have good dreams twice, but apparently nightmares love to show up in my dreams more than once. I mean, I once dreamed I was chased by a blue dinosaur-monster mix twice! I woke up crying the second time!
But, that man in this dream... he was so attractive. Even if I couldn't really see his face, I can feel it in my gut. If I met him in real life, I'm sure I'd be too chicken to even talk to him though. Only if I was like my dream self. I would probably have a boyfriend by now.
I rolled out of bed and shivered as my feet touched the cold wood floor. I slowly walked over to my mirror, and brushed my blonde hair. It wasn't a bright blonde thats pretty. Nope, it was that dirty blonde that people always get confused with brown.
Then, I put a little mascara on my horribly short lashes and I put on my horrific school uniform. (that did not compliment anything i own, may I add)
I looked at myself one last time in the mirror, and then went downstairs - sort of happy with my appearance.
"Oh, honey I forgot to tell you, you don't have to go to school today. We have to talk." My mother said waving her hand as I was coming down the steps.
"Yay, no school! Okay mom!" I answered overjoyed with happiness. I kissed her on the cheek and skipped out of the room. No need to awkwardly sit there with her when I can be back upstairs listening to music or something.
"Wait." I stopped half way up the steps. "If I don't have school, why did you wake me up?"
She laughed. "Because as your mother, I can have fun and I know you hate waking up early."
I gave her a sarcastic smile, and then went to my room.
I wonder what she wants to talk about? Actually, I don't really care. No school equals no tests or boring subjects to me. So, it's a good thing.
After taking a twenty or so minute nap, I could smell eggs cooking on the stove. I could already see my mom frying bacon, and my father in his lounge chair, drinking coffee and reading the newspaper. They were such typical parents. Not too strict, but not too easy either. They also weren't too "hip." My dad still reads the newspaper and I wouldn't be surprised if my mom knit when I wasn't around.
I went downstairs once again out of hunger, and sat down at the island. As I thought, mom was over the stove, and dad on his chair sipping coffee like usual.
"Breakfast is served." My mom said in a sing-song tone. She placed a plate full of a hash browns, eggs, bacon, and two pieces of toast in front of me.
"It's official. You want me to get fat." I said jokingly but I scarfed it down very quickly anyhow.
After breakfast, I went to the living room to apparently "talk" with my parents. I sat down in the chair across from the couch they sat at.
What did they want to talk about? Its not that whole "women talk" because I had that already. Awkwardest moment of my life..
"Okay honey, umm I don't know how to say this any better but its best to just rip it off like a bandaid right? Yeah, well you're transferring schools tomorrow and its very far away. Also, you're gonna meet a boy there that is your fiancé.." My mother told me in a soft murmur.
At first I laughed. I laughed a lot. I got to miss school so my parents could attempt to pull some prank on me. Boy do I have a story to tell my friends later.
Then I stopped laughing. I looked at my parents, and they weren't laughing.
"What? A fiancé?" I said. What the heck are they taking about.?
"Are you even serious? Mom, dad I'm seventeen, not twenty something..?!" I exclaimed. This is ridiculous, what parents nowadays gets their seventeen year old daughter a fiancé? Did they have so little faith in me that they tried to help me out!
"Yes, we understand your age, but your grandfather said he wants you to go there." My father added. "We trust his advice."
I stared at them blankly. I gave them that "are you kidding me" look. A fiancée? A new school? Are they serious..? I've ever only met my grandfather like once or twice I barely remember it.
I had enough of them acting all innocent and solemn, so I left the room upstairs to my room. I was beyond frustrated and a little confused at what they were talking about at the same time.
What are they talking about? New school? Far away? How far? A new country? Continent?
"ughh." I groaned turning on my side, reaching for the blanket.
theres no blanket.
I snapped my eyes opened and looked to the right of me, only too see clouds. I was on a plane. Not in my warm bed. Nope, on a freezing plane seat next to some old lady who smelt like old lady perfume.
Great, this has "bad plan" written all over it. Thanks a lot parents.
Throw a seventeen year old, unconscious girl on a plane! Not like I'll get raped or something! They must've used some good sedation or whatever it is..
Hello! Thank you for reading! As I reread this months later, I see how cliché this kinda is, sorry. I (think) it gets better as it goes on. :) enjoy.
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