~¤Prolouge¤~ My name is Alison Green, I'm 15 years old. I've got Peachy loose curls that falls down beside my arms. I'm about 5'2 and is probably your casual and average teenage girl; Who of course does have one of those families that embarrasses you every chance they get. He approached me as I stood there harmlessly. In a blink of an eye he was infront of me, his hand touching my cheek. His so close.. He looked as if he was in his teen years, 15 or 16 years at the most. I could see his fair golden like hair blowing lightly in the breeze, making his hair look magical. His light blue eyes piercing through mine. His skin looks amazingly soft and creamy; and his lips curved into a comforting smile as he leans in. Strands of his hair lightly brushing my ear. As a whisper flows into my ear. I couldn't make out what the words were exactly but as he leaned out a sly smile started to replace the other. He turned around and walked swiftly away, I ran towards him. He was only walking, yet I could not catch up to this mysterious person. "Wait!" I heard myself say. The boy kept walking as if he didn't hear me. He started to fade away, not normally like a person walking off in the distant but gold and white butterflies started to surround him. A bright light rose up infront of the swarm of butterflies making this seem some what like a dream. Finally the butterflies started to clear away. My eyes started to widen as he was also gone. Just like that. I sat up reluctantly looking around, I was my room. In my bed. The sheets and blankets everywhere showing that I was tossing and turning. I turned my body, placing my feet on my soft navy carpet. I looked down. It WAS a dream, a magical dream so clear in my head. Was it suppose to tell me something? Who was that? What did he tell me? All these questions rushing through my head. One side of my head thinking it was all a simple dream and the other telling me, it was real and there isn't a logical explanation to what I saw. 《《~Shan~》》
Chapter 1 -Beep Beep- By reflex I sat up and pushed the alarm clock away still half asleep. With a crack the clock hit the floor. Rubbing my eyes I realised I had again broke another clock. "Oh Fu-uudge," scratching the back of my head I picked up the broken alarm clock which a part of it was hanging by a wire. I placed it back on the bedside table poking some bits of it back in its place. "That's it, I am defintely getting a metal alarm clock for christmas," I said narrowing my eyes. Stretching my arms out I started walking to my wardrobe and grabbing my uniform out. Sliding my clothes off I looked in the mirror. The sun just coming up. My outline showed a slightly slim figure, my thighs just a little rounded. My arms nicely tonedtoned and my hips incredibly small. I looked at my body, tilting my head i studied myself. I didnt know why i had this sudden urge of caring about my body. But i did. Usually i wouldnt think twice about how i looked but now, I cared if my hips were to small or too big. I turned on the side showing my toned butt cheeks. Biting my lip I slid on my navy polo shirt, lowering myself i put on my grey skirt. Straightening my back i quickly put my hair into a messy bun. Giving one last look at myself in the mirror. I walked downstairs. Meeting the ends of the stairs I found myself listening and just staring my mum. She was happy... Overly Cheerful. Humming and twirling around the kitchen. I have never seen my mum so happy except...... Smiling i walked to her, tapping her shoulder as she flinched and turned around facing me. Her long fingers placed on her chest. Laughing i walked across the kitchen and grabbed a bowl from the cupboard. "So, what makes you so happy?" I said as i swung the fridge door open and grabbed a carton of milk. "Sweetie, i dont know what you're talking about," She said as she turned around again and started slapping some butter down on the toast. Rolling my eyes I grabbed a box of cereal. "Mum, I know you all too well." Turning around I unscrewed the cap off the milk. "Who's the lucky the lucky man?" There was a silence before my mum said something. "I only met the man once or twice, besides I'm too old for that nonsense," She said placing a lock of hair behind her ear. Shaking my head amusingly I poured the milk in the cereal bowl. With a sigh i walked to the table and sat down picking up my spoon and dipping it in the bowl. Scooping up some cereal i shoved it in my mouth reading the back of the cereal box. I dont know why, i have a habit of reading the back of all the new cereal boxes. I just do, i cant help it. Although it kind of does make sense. I sneak in as much time into reading any kind of text when possible. When finishing my bowl, I placed the bowl on the sink and skipped back upstairs.