It was dark, damp and cold, her heart was racing as she ran through the streets, barely lit by the street lights. Something was chasing her, what she didn't know. Bare feet hitting the cobblestones, cold fear wrapping its icy fingers around her heart. Turning sharply and running down an alley, a dead end. A whimper escaping her lips as she turned to face whoever had been after her. A tall, dark figure coming from the shadowy entrance of the alley.
Her heart jumped into her throat as she sat upright in bed with a gasp. Her alarm buzzing loudly, her body trembled, heart still racing. It was just a dream, reaching for her alarm and flicking the switch to stop the noise. She sat sideways on the bed, feet now on the floor. Placing her head in her hands trying to shake off residual fear.
"It was just a dream," she muttered to herself. Climbing from bed and making her way to the standing mirror in the corner of her room. Emerald green eyes stared back at her, she looked as though she hadn't slept. With a groan, she picked her towel off the corner of the mirror and made her way into the on-suite bathroom. Stomach feeling uneasy as she turned on the faucet in the shower.
Her nightmare staying with her, who had the dark figure been? Why had he been chasing her? What did it mean? Dream interpretation had always been a fascination with her. She was having these weird dreams more and more lately, followed by this never-ending feeling of déjà vu.
Stepping under the hot water and tilting her head back, she closed her eyes. Letting the water run over her, sighing as the heat relaxed her muscles. Picturing the man in her mind, he had seemed familiar, but she couldn't see his face. A frown puckered her brow as she gave her head a shake, it was just a dream. She should focus more on the fact it was the first day back at school.
Everyone would be back from summer holidays. She hadn't seen Daniel since they'd broken up at the end of last year. This year was graduation and they planned colleges in the fall. Lindsay couldn't see them working out a long-distance relationship. He'd been upset and tried to talk her out of ending things but it hadn't worked.
Now she was going to see him for the first time in months. Stepping out of the shower and switching off the water. She turned to the mirror, looking herself in the eyes. Lindsay didn’t think she was anything to really look at. Picked up her brush combing out her copper curls. With a sigh of resignation, she put the brush aside. There was never anything she could do with her curls they did as they wanted.
Headed back into her room as she used a smaller towel to scrunch and squeeze the extra water from her hair. She had picked out her outfit the night before with her best friend. They had spent hours going through everything she owned for the perfect back to school outfit. "Something to wow Daniel!" Cassidy had laughed. Picking out a jean skirt with gold and white plaid patched pockets and gold sequence tank top.
Shaking her head now as she pulled on a baby blue t-shirt and stepped into a pair of plain blue jeans. Watching herself in the mirror turning this way and that. Looking over the simple look with satisfaction. It wasn’t flashy but it wasn’t like she wanted to bring attention to herself anyway. Cassidy would be disappointed but that didn’t matter.
Cassidy didn't care that Daniel hadn't been the one to break it off. That was just her way, the vengeful type. The skirt and tank top outfit was meant to 'make him regret it', however this simpler outfit suit her better. Her hair was an unnatural colour of shiny new pennies, eyes the colour of emeralds. She’d never met her father but she knew she looked like him, except for her eyes. Those she got from her mother, who was fair to look at, and quite pretty with her chocolate brown locks. There were often times that Lindsay wished she looked like her mother instead.
With a glance at the clock, she swore under her breath and grabbed her bag. No time for breakfast with her mom this morning, though she probably wouldn't notice. Never looking up from her files on the court cases she was currently working on. Lindsay was sure that she could talk about getting a tattoo and a piercing in her eyebrow and her mother wouldn't absorb a single detail. Running out of her room and down the staircase, she didn’t even bother yelling her goodbyes.
Rushing from the house, Cassidy was already outside in her car. Perfecting her makeup in the visor mirror. It brought a smile to her face, shaking her head at her best friend. She was always done up perfectly, makeup, nails and outfit, never a hair out of place. A small chuckle escaped her as she slipped into the car. Cassidy probably used enough hairspray to make a horse's mane stand tall like a punk rocker’s mohawk.
"What are you laughing at? Why are you wearing that? Never mind! We're going to be late on the first day!" she always sounded so unimpressed. Putting the car in drive as she sped away from the curb. She was also a fairly reckless driver, "Seat belt Lindsay!" she accelerated down the road.
"I'm not as excited to get back to school, I told you I wasn’t going to wear that outfit, we picked it out for the clubbing themed dance last year remember?” Lindsay explained but Cassidy just waved her hands dismissively “I had this weird dream I couldn't shake this morning."
"Dreams are just nonsense! Do you think Bradley will notice my haircut?" Cassidy looked at herself in the rearview mirror. Touching up her perfect bangs as Lindsay rolled her eyes, she was so vain.
"Probably not, he's a guy, they don't notice these things," she smirked at the fallen look on Cassidy's face, though it quickly disappeared. She shrugged it off with a flick of her head, causing her blonde hair to flip over her shoulder.
Tension over took Lindsay as they pulled into the student parking lot. For what reason, she didn't really know, but the dark figure from her dream came to mind. She tried still but couldn’t see his face. Giving her head a shake and letting out a small sigh. Chalking the feeling up to the fact she was here now. Daniel was here somewhere too and she would have to see him at some point.
Students milled about the courtyard, girls squealed and hugged their friends. Footballers yelled across at one another as they threw a ball. Cassidy was yammering on about how this year everything would be perfect. That graduation would be the highlight of their lives. After this year apparently everything would go to shit, college was going to be nothing but work and parties.
Lindsay didn't take too much of what she said in. Her eyes landed on Daniel, standing with some of the jocks, tall, slim yet muscular. He was mid-laugh as he turned to catch her eye. His smiling blue eyes watched her and she caught a glimpse of sadness before she turned away. Making it look like she was paying attention to Cassidy, who was rambling on about prom dress shopping.
"What today?" Lindsay raised a brow.
"Yes! Of course! We have to get the perfect dresses!" Cassidy scoffed as if Lindsay's reaction was utterly stupid.
"Prom is months away, not today!"
"So!?" Cassidy threw her hands up in her overdramatic way "Again we need to find something perfect!"
Pushing the front doors of the school open as if she owned the place, which she basically did. The bell of first-class ringing over her words, it was time for homeroom. Lindsay was thankful for a moment that they didn't share one. She did, however, share one with Daniel. Her heart still hurt, these few months hadn't been long enough.
She and Daniel had been a couple since the summer before their first year of high school. They had always been friends, they even used to be neighbours. Daniel's dad had gotten a job in another city and moved them away. A few years later, his mom divorced his dad and had moved them back here. He was the new boy in the last year of elementary school. He'd changed and Lindsay's feelings for him changed as well.
Taking her seat in homeroom, lost in her own thoughts. She hadn't noticed the others filing in slowly before the second bell. Slowly tracing her fingers over the carved initials in the desktop. Waiting for the teacher to call the room to attention. Questioning why she'd ended things with Daniel, they'd talked all the time when he'd moved before. Why was college any different?
She let out a small sigh as she lifted her eyes to the front of the room. Standing there was a woman she didn't recognize,
"Where's Mr. Andrews?" she blurted out, blushing slightly as she noticed the woman had been about to speak. The lady turned gray eyes on Lindsay and with a tilt of her head and a small smile she started again,
"My name is Miss Mackenzie, I'll be taking over your homeroom this year." picking up a small pile of paper, she moved about the room, handing one to each of the students, "Here are this semesters time tables." she explained.
Making eye contact with Lindsay as she passed her the last paper and went back to the front of the room. Picking up the attendance board and calling the names one by one.
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