DREAM

The next day after that I couldn't get over the fact that my brother was gone "Actully Dead?" I keeped asking myself over, and over again. He was only ten, he haden't lived a life at all. "God, It's not fair" i started tearing up and then burst out crying.

I went up to my room and examened myself in the mirror. I had long brown silky hair with dark brown eyes, I was skinny and not tall but not short either just inbetween. I was very pretty today. I felt like a queen but my soul didn't.

I grabed my surf borad and headed to the door. As I opened the door though, I heared my mom call my name. So I droped my surf borad and went to where she was.

"Ya mom?" I asked.

"Holly, I need you to take out the garbage" She told me in a crying voice.

I could tell she had been crying just by the sound in her voice.

"sure mom"

"thank you Holly"

"anytime Mom."

After that I took my surf borad and throw it in the car. I drove off thinking of my brother. Then tured on the radio to find my brothers favourite song playing. I started crying again but quickly stoped after I heard my name comeing from the car next to me. It was my friend megan, she was with all her prepy little friends that she knew I hated. She asked me what was wrong, but I didn't answer because the light had changed to green.

When I got to the beach I grabed my borad and headed to the water. The water was cold today but I warmed up to it quickly. The beach had a sweel but the waves were not a big as I thought they would have been. I surfed for about one hour and then came up onto the shore then, layed down on my surf borad. I could feel myself drowsing off but I tried not to fall asleep. After a while of laying there I had though. Later on that afternoon I woke up looking like a lobster.

As I walked to my car I could see someone in the distance. I didn't know who it was untill he called my name. It was bradly but everyone just called him brad. Bard was really there for me right nwo due to the fact that my brother past away. He was one of my best friends actully I think he was my best friend. Me and him where like family he was another brother to me.

"Whatever Brad" I thought to myself. "You know nothing" I said aloud. Brad was starting to get on my nerves now. He just woulnd't stop trying. I know that he was hurt but it wasn't my problem! If he was going to be a big boy he better start acting like one.

Later that day I was getting ready for the party. I tryed to find the perfect outfit. I finally found it. I had a pair of very tight blue jeans and a low cut shirt that said baby on the front and get a life... on the back. I was starting to think now, think if I should take brads advice. "No!" I said to myself. "nothing will happen" I got into my car and drove off without telling my mom where I was going.

When i walked into the house I could feel my whole body shacking by the base of that music. There were so many people there everyone I saw I didn't know. I didn't even think Tom new most of them. Then I saw Brad. He was sitting all alone, at a table drinking beer. I walked over there and sat down beside him. The second i sat down he started a fight.

"I told you not to come Holly!" He yelled.

"Brad i just want to have a little fun!" I said back with a lot of adittude

"Well you should do that at home" He yanwed

" Brad you don't know what you have done to me inside"

"Well i dont care what i've done to you, you don't care what you have done to me"

"oh ya whats that bradly"

"Holly... You've broken my heart"

He got up and walked away. Suddenly he tured around and said quietly "I love you Holly, I always have, and I always will". He walked out of the door and ran down the street, kicking a rock. I watched him walk away and finally I couldn't see him anymore. Then as I tured around I started to cry. "What had I done"?

I stopped crying quickly once I heared my name called from a guy in the room next to the one I was in.

He walked to me and introduced himself to me his name was Max. He asked me why I had been crying. so I told him in a long story, shrot. I said my friend brad is inlove with me and I just don't feel that way for him. I new deep down that I did. I started to feel very guilty now.

Max asked me if I wanted to go up to one of the rooms in the house. I told him ok as long as he doesn't try anything. So we go up into a room that looks almost like candy it was so bright. He started to kiss me and I told him to stop. But he didn't. He started to unbuckle my jeans I pushed him away but he came right back and held me down. Just as I thought I was going to be rapped, brad came breaking down the locked door.

He got that Max Kid off of me in no time at all. It was like he was my white night and I was his butter Princess. Right then and there I knew he was the one for me. I ran and gave him a hug and started to cry in his arms. He yelled at Max "Don't you ever touch her again, Or i will cut you throat!" Max went off running.

"Are you ok?" he asked me. I told him I was fine just alittle spooked he told me to go and get my stuff so me and him could get out of that party. "lets get out of here" he said to me. So we diched the party and went to a movie.

"So what movie looks good to you Holly?" He asked me "Well the one with those crazy people looks good" I told him back "What one with those crazy people?" he asked me with a confused sounding voice. "The beanch warmers, I think that is what it is called?" I told him.

So we go and claim our seats and in about 10 minutes Brad had 11 bags of cookies, candy, pocorn, and any other thing you could eat at a movie theater. Within 15 minutes into the movie it was all gone I was laughing at him.

I started to feel a little tired so I put my head on Brads shoulder. He lifted my chin up and kissed me. I almosted died I was so shocked but I didn't say anything. He held my hand through the rest of the movie. I felt like my dream had come true. My night had gone from horible to fabules. I never wanted this night to end.

Chapter 3

My life I could tell was going to get better. I just had that feeling deep down inside of my stomach. The feeling that you get when everything has just gone from horible to good to better. I don't know what was going to happen next all I knew was that it was going to be good. No more drastic suprises, no more bad scares.

My life was going to be ok after all. I wasn't going to die a unhappy widdow. With no happily ever after ending in my life. I was going to die a Happy Lady that had a happy life. So I thought anyways.

The next day i was up in my room reading the daily news paper. Then the phone range, before i could get to it though my mom had already answered it.

"It's Brad" she said in a horrifiyed voice....

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