Whispered Dreams - Chapter 1

Zoey's point of view.

Damn it. I'm lost again. I've been this place for million times, but still I manage to get lost. Why am I going this way? Shit what's happening? Am I gonna die here? Wait what's that sound? I'm hearing those sounds.. beep.. beep.. they are so close to my ears.. oh my god it's a bomb.. crap I'm gonna die in a bomb blast? Damn mom wouldn't even recognize me. Thank god I wore my locket, shit where is it?? I'm sure I was wearing it!

"Zoey, zoeeeeeey!!!"

That's Mom yelling, crap I'm getting those last-minute life flashback, wow mom's voice, the very last time I'm hearing it, damn I wanna cry so bad, wait why am I not crying?

Damn who's pushing me?? And when the hell is that bomb gonna blast? Let's just get this over with! I like the place I'm dying in though, my high school the place where I was loved, where I will be remembered. Damn I'll miss my school, my friends.. Wait who the hell is pushing me? " damn let me die in peace! Don't push it!!!" I yelled.. Wow what was that? Why did everything disappear??

"Zoey!!! Don't you dare use those filthy words in my house, in front of me. Get your butt out of bed and get ready for school!" Someone yelled at me.

Now there was only darkness in front of me. Oh! I was dreaming? Wow that felt so real!!
I opened my eyes with a shocked expression, my forehead sweaty, my hands and feet cold. I've been dreaming this dream for almost a month now but still it gets me every time. I am walking through the empty cafeteria towards the exit door, but I always end up lost in my own school, I feel like I'm supposed to be somewhere find something or someone but I always wake up before I reach the place, I don't dream it every day, but as soon as I forget about it, I get a dream about it again. My dreams have shown me stuff that somehow occurs later, it's so weird and creepy. The exact reason I don't share it with anyone and I won't ever!

"Zoey!!" My mom yelled, "I'm up mom, and pretty sure our neighbors are as well. Don't you know anything about volume control? And sorry about the sleep talk mom" I yelled back at her. She hates it when I use the d' word, ha-ha thank god she doesn't know the language I speak with my schoolmates, she would kill her own child. Ha-ha

"You need a soap in your mouth, if I ever hear those words again you're grounded" she said, she was at my door now. I sighed and rolled my eyes.

I got ready and headed downstairs to the kitchen. Well unlike my room, my house was so bloody organized. My mom, Rosalie, is only 35, she is so pretty. (Thank god she can't hear my thoughts; she would hear all the weird things I think about, that couldn't be good). She really is, though I won't ever say it out loud, but her brown hair, her blue eyes, her sharp cheekbone, her tall slim picture perfect body, it was so unreal that she was my mom. When I was a kid, I always thought I was adopted; I was so different from her. But now I'm 17 and I have no doubt that I'm my mom and dad's daughter. Yes, I was little different from my mother, but there were too many similarities that couldn't be ignored. I have the same tall figure of her which I'm so grateful of, and if anyone calls our home no one is ever able to point out who's picking up the phone; we have the same exact voice, so creepy! And I'm pretty sure that my dad, Jonathan is really my father because I have his blond silky hair only it's longer, his pale skin color, actually both their skin color, his grayish green eyes and some of his stupid habits and interest.

"Zoey", the voice of my mom yelling, brought me back to the kitchen from I don't know where. I was standing there staring into space smiling. Though I'll never admit it, but I loved how Jonathan and Rosalie were still in so much love. I always wanted to have a love like theirs. They were such a good-looking couple and they spend every time together they possibly can. Sometimes, I wonder if I were a mistake, you know they were only twenty-ish when they had me. I don't know how they met in full details, but I know they first met in Columbia University. And that's all, we never discussed them, Noah and I was always the center of attention for them. Well I couldn't complain about that. We were somehow a picture perfect family, and we were happy as well.

Well as I thought about my stupid happy family, I had gulped down my entire breakfast, I didn't realize that. And then I hurried to my school, another place I love! Most teenagers hate their school, but not me. I love it here. Hell, I even dream about dying here!! It's crazy. As I reached the parking lot of my school, my buds started greeting me. I know that I am popular, and I love it! He-he.

I have all those crazy friends, sweetest people know me, and I just love it. Being at school always cheers me up. I reached the hallway; I was searching for my buds. I reached to my locker, greeting people on my way. I pulled my physics notes out, and shut the locker up, and I saw the blond-haired girl I loved with her bubbly smile, my best friend, Melanie. She is so crazy, today she was wearing a pink t-shirt with huge lettering "don't judge me because I wear pink". I laughed, oops she noticed, she gave me a weird look, and pointed at the t-shirts lettering.

"Hey don't you get the message? "She yelled as she reached for me.

"What? I was admiring the damn t-shirt", I said with a sarcastic tone as I hugged her.
"yeah.. yeah" she blurted. Then we sat down beside my locker to wait for Jake and Rick. Well me, Mel, Jake and rick, we were "the group" . Mel, she was blonde but not stupid, as anyone would predict, she was crazy with wild ideas, but never stupid, she was damn smart one of the ace students, and my brown-eyed beast. Jake, he was a black-haired dude, light brown skin colored huge guy, not an athlete in school as one would predict looking at him. Okay, again I will never say it to him, but he is so sexy! During my freshmen year, about 4 years ago i.e. eight grade I had a huge crush on him, but it came to an end when I found out that he was going out with Britney the bitch. They broke up pretty soon. Though nothing ever happened between me and Jake, Brit was always jealous of me. I think I was one of the reasons they broke up. Hell I'm proud of it. Brit, rick, Jake and Mel, knew each other since forever; Jake and Mel were family friends. And Jake and Rick were the ultimate guy best friends.

Brit was, I don't know what or how they knew each other, but I guess the reason was Jake; they were going out even before I entered the school. Rick, he was brown-haired blue-eyed guy, he was so sweet. When I first met Mel, she was the one who introduced me to the other three, including Brit, Jake and Mel warmed up to me immediately, it was like we were long-lost friends, we got close pretty fast, rick on the other hand was so shy to talk to me. at lunch we used to chat and do stupid stuff, he used to be the one who used to just smile and never participate. Rick was pretty close to Jake and Mel, but me and rick got close only at ninth grade. We had almost all classes together that year. After we warmed up, he was this absolutely new dude, though he was shy with girls, with the people he was close to he was the most charming, most helpful and sometimes the most creative guy in the world.

Brit, the other blonde, so fake, she had this artificial ways of doing things and if she were on a movie, she would definitely be the mean girl. After Jake dumped Brit, she was devastated as she seemed, so she started stupid rumors about me and Jake. That was so stupid of her, it's not like we cared or something, but she wanted to break our group real bad. Even when she was with Jake, she had made Mel the bad guy who apparently bad mouthed Brit behind Jake's back. That almost broke Jake, rick and Mel up at ninth grade. Oh yeah, Jake and bit went out pretty long. They managed to go out for almost two and a half-year. I still shudder seeing them smooch each other all the time. Yuck. Jake almost believed Brit and started to get separated. Well Mel didn't felt the need to justify herself, typical Mel. That's when me and rick stepped in. rick with his damn creativity knew exactly what Brit was trying to do, well me being the dumb and the new one never noticed the distance growing between Jake and Mel. I was so stupid, they always talked to me or rick but not with each other.

Well before rick mentioned it to me, I dreamt of it as well. I saw that Jake was beating Mel up, but Jake was crying looking so sad and hurt, while Mel had no expression at all. Above them flying was Brit, she was in the form of Satan. It was so vivid, I still shudder when I think of the dream. I wanted to go in and separate them, but there was this invisible wall between them and me, and when I turned around there was rick standing in the same place I was before. He had this sad and angry mixed expression in his face, when he saw me, his eyes lit up and he had this halo over his head. That night I woke up pretty confused. Well my dreamt had done it again, gave me all the message I overlooked. As my dream suggested rick was the angel who helped Jake see the truth about Brit ( with my help of course)and ever since we've been pretty close. Though we're not the double couple as other rumors suggest, we're just real good friends. Does that sound so ridiculous?? I don't care!