Sun and Ocean

I woke up Monday morning with yet another nightmare planted in my memory. It was different from my normal terror-filled dream my subconscious comes up with. Thanks Brain, you are so kind.
My thoughts were interrupted by the sun rising over the Oklahoma hills. Golden light instantly streaming in through both my windows. I’ve always love the sun. Light in general always makes me happy.
I glance down at my phone and notice I got a text from my best friend Rachel, {hey u awake yet?} it reads. {ya. I am now}, I reply. (same place?), she asks, I quickly text a “ya” and toss my phone onto the bed. I throw on my favorite blue shirt with yellow paint splotches and a dark pair of blue jeans, my black and white music note belt, and grab my wallet and my keys, and head out the door. I get in to my truck (a shiny blue, V8 Chevy) and start my 15 minute drive to Orange County High School.You see, Rachel and I have had this thing since we were in 8th grade, that every morning we meet at an old maple tree outside our school cafeteria and have breakfast.I get to school and park in the student parking lot and walk towards the entrance to the cafeteria.I turn the corner to see her, sitting nonchalantly at our picnic table. It is early October so the tree is in its beautiful autumn colors and allows shimmers of light to dance all around in its shadow. I sit down and begin unpacking the breakfast my mom had put in a bag for me. I took out an orange and a poptart. I decide to eat the orange now and save the poptart for later. Maybe I can eat it in 7th hour zoology. Ms. Fitzgibbon is my favorite teacher and I’m fairly certain she won’t mind. “Did you have another nightmare last night?” Rachel asks, disrupting my train of thought. “Ya”, I replied simply, “Did you?” “Yes” she said, in a tired voice. “Was it the one where you have to kill Ellen Degeneres with a can of spam?”, I jokingly inquire. How did you know?” she says, her words dripping with sarcasm. She suddenly gets a distant look in her eyes. “Wanna talk about it later?” I ask. “Ya”, she says. The bell rang to indicate we only had five minutes to get to class so we got up and headed off to first period.

Notes

My first fanfic! I am writing it with my friend Rachel (obviously). I hope you like it!