Taste of My Nightmares

“Haydn, wake up hon, it’s time for school.” I open one eye and stare out into the darkness towards my bedroom door where my mom was standing. Yes, my mother still has to come and wake me up for school. To be honest however, if she didn’t I would probably never go to school. No, I'm not emo or anything like that, actually, I’m just a person who watches the world from behind the mirror. Never being a part of the action, just watching and keeping everyone’s secrets. That’s what they need really, I hear what everyone says in the bathroom and locker rooms for gym, I know a lot. But the real reason why I would never go would be simply that I would sleep the whole day away.
I sigh and get up. 'What to wear today… lets’ see what the weather looks like.' I open the blinds and stare blankly out at the cold, wet, gray sky. A smile creeps its way onto my lips, I knew exactly what to wear today on such a day. I rummage through my drawers until I found my nice suede leggings with the skulls on them and a nice oversized sweater from one of my favorite stores. I go to the bathroom and hop into the shower, relaxing in the hot spray for longer than the five minutes I gave myself every morning. 'Oh well, I deserve this..' I wash myself up and get out, grabbing the towel and drying myself off.
I get dressed and put on deodorant before brushing through my hair, running the straightener over it though I knew it would do no good as soon as I stepped outside, it would become wavy again. Brushing my teeth, I tried not to focus too long on the fact that my eyes had dark circles under them. After that, I do my make up, just adding concealer, foundation, eyeliner and eyebrows before swiping the Chapstick over my lips. 'Cracked lips bleed and no one wants bleeding lips...' “Haydn breakfast is ready and yes you have to eat it this time! The cat is getting fat on your uneaten breakfast.” Mom yelled up the stairs. Time to join the real world.
I slide on my sneakers and grab my bag, walking downstairs to eat breakfast. The look the cat gave me as I ate can only be described as betrayal. I soon get up and grab my bag, keys in hand and walked out to my car. Ice was on the windshield…great. I rolled my eyes and soon start to pry it off with my bare fingers. There was a small ledge where it hung off and in a few seconds the ice shattered at my feet as I unlocked my car and got in. I started it and cranked the heat up. Cold air blasted at first, but soon nice hot air followed. I put my bag in the passenger seat and buckle up, soon pulling out of my driveway. I drive to school carefully, but quickly so I’m not late. Once I park at the school I get out and made my way inside where kids were at their lockers slamming them and retrieving books for their classes.
I go to my locker and unlock it. I was getting out my text book when a familiar voice filled my ears. “Hello my lovely friend, how are you on a day like today?" Bucky asked smiling. I look at him, "I'd much rather be sleeping than anything else." I said honestly. "Really because you gave the same excuse yesterday, and the day before that... and the day before that." He chuckles. I smile at how right he was. "I like to sleep. What can I say?" I laugh and relax back with him against the locker. "I think you have a love affair going on with sleep." Bucky said. That made me laugh, "In order to have an affair Buck, I would have to be with someone first." He pretended to look offended and clutched his heart, "I thought you knew! You are with me my lovely lady!" He said with a posh accent. I rolled my eyes playfully.
Then, one of his friends came up and asked him about some assignment in a class that I didn't have with them, and I let my mind wander. I think back to the same dream I had last night, the blue eyes, tall figure and black hair, all so incredibly handsome... I then start to think about what could have made me dream up that in the first place, I had no one in my school like that. Or in town. Who... "Haydn?" I shake my head and realize Bucky has been calling my name.
“Haydn, are you okay?” He asked softly, the friend had gone and I realized the bell had rung for class. "Yeah just thinking about something." I smile up at him. "Come on lets get to class okay?"
I laugh softly.
We head onto class, our first one being Culinary. Lucky for me, Bucky was my partner so when we went into the kitchen to cook for our daily class grade, most of our time was spent flicking flour at each other in the attempts to mess up ones hair. While cleaning up, we talked about some regular things like school, when one of us was going to come over to the others house and have a movie night. When class was over, we headed out to separate classes, same hall but right across. "Have fun in History." Bucky snickered. I rolled my eyes laughing. "Don't burn the school down in Chem Edward." I tease. "Hey! You know that shit don't fly." He said. "Mr. Bloom if you would please refrain from using that type of language at least in front of the teachers that would be excellent." The Chem teacher said sighing. I giggle under my breath and go into my class.

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