Sky Calling

It started out as a dream..... I think. The sky was a dark shade of blue with the slight twinkle of stars. It was 12a.m. my birthday. I was staring up at the stars, then like magic some of them came down, but in different directions. I believe it was two fish.

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 I woke up this morning in my purple sophies and white tank. My hair was in a semi dry braid down the middle of my back. 7:oo am. I stumbled out of bed and into the kitchen. My dad already off to his job and my mom out doing something. My little brother was already at school. I sat down at our deep gold table and started eating my strawberry pop-tart. I went for my napkin but instead I got a book. This book was a deep navy blue with little white stars spelling out 'Sky Calling' on the bottom. I quickly stuffed it into my dark purple Jansport backpack. This is something I knew I wasn't supposed to see. I ran upstairs to my room and threw on a blue shirt that said ‘keep your head’ on the front and on the back it said ‘above water’. For my pants I threw on black jeans with a hole in the right knee. For shoes I used my new light brown UGGs. I raced to my friend Kayla Edley’s house. Her parents were already gone too, so I ran in through her garage and into her room. She had on a yellow Hollister shirt and a black pencil skirt. She was watching T.V. and trying to get done with her last bit of homework. Her hair was a mess. I turned off the T.V. gave her a copy of my homework and a hairbrush. Before she could speak I explained why I was here. “In geography” I started “we learned some stuff about some ancient peeps who used the stars to determine what they should do in life and what to live up to. They had books called Sky Callings that charted down everything.” By this time her deep brown hair was partially brushed out. I continued “So this morning when I was eating breakfast I found one of those books on the table. So now I’m here.” I took out the book and showed her. Before we could even look past the cover my watch beeped and we were about to miss the bus.

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Just as we made it to the bus stop, the long faded yellow bus pulled up. Panting, I climbed up the steps. As I quickly moved to the back of the bus Orie starts yelling “Ms. Parks! Willow stepped on my foot. AND this time it was on purpose!” “No it wasn’t” I argued but again, I got pulled to the front of the bus for something I didn’t do. I don’t even know why she bothers to pick on me. I mean like I never did anything to her and there is no way she is jealous of me. Most likely I would be jealous of her, BUT that’s only because she is dating the boy I love……

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