I￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣| | Love and Liberty | |＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿| I trudged through the grounds of my families' estate, pulling up the skirt of my long silky silver dress, not caring about the mud on my high heels. I sighed, wishing I had some way to cut my dress shorter. As I walked to our limousine where our driver would drop me off at school. Our driver just silently nods to me as I quietly and hurriedly climb into the vehicle. I stare out the window for a while, at the countryside, until soon we are on the highway that will take us to the main part of San Francisco. Once I get bored of staring at people's regular cars longingly, I look into the full-length mirror that separates the driver's seat area from the passenger's area instead of a glass wall. I look like a model. Or a movie star. Or maybe even royalty. Now you're probably inquiring, but Sky, isn't that wonderful? I sigh as I study my glamour this morning. My personal maid had this outfit picked out for me by order of my mother, and today I was wearing an intricate sleeveless silver dress with little swirling shiny designs on it, black high heel sandals, and a beautiful, braided ponytail with little star hairclips. If it were up to me, I would have worn something much similar. I daydream for the rest of the ride, until finally the car stops, and the door opens. I don't wait for anyone to help me out, so instead I climb out myself thanking him, and taking a deep breath as I walk into the courtyard of my new high school, Sandy Coast High. I notice some of the kids whispering in huddled groups and growing quiet when I enter, and feel my shoulders tense. I see stolen glances, quiet conversations, and hurried points in my direction. I grit my teeth, hoping it doesn't take much longer for them to stop staring in my direction. When at last, they stop, I hurry to class, dreading what the day will be like. When the day is over, I am just struggling to process what happened. All I seem to remember in that moment is that one guy.... Felix Rolland. He was in my classes, all of them. And the way his hair seemed to be blowing in the wind so attractively. That beautiful dark brown color, with sea green eyes and a tan skin from spending time at the beach. The way all of the girls seemed to like him made me strangely uncomfortable and sometimes even jealous-or angry. But besides that, the day was normal-at least for me it was. First a bunch of the snobby popular girls came up to me to try to invite to their group-and I turned them down without so much of a glance. Next, those girls started spreading rumors about how ugly and mean I was, of course out of anger about me saying no. Next, of course, everyone started avoiding me, the rude stuffy rich new girl. And when all of that happens in less than four hours, you should probably expect not to have anyone to sit with for lunch. So naturally, I was alone at the furthest table, trying to keep myself out of sight as I forced down the chewy macaroni from the cafeteria. Then, came science class. Yes, this was my favorite subject to my parents' displeasure. They always scolded me that proper young ladies favor reading, or whatsoever. But no, I love chemistry and experiments, and the study of nature and the universe. But I remember this one moment-where that boy Felix, bumped into me. I dropped my books and sighed as I reached down to pick them. He helped too. "Sorry about that. Here." Then he gave me this handsome grin, and I felt like something exploded inside of me. Wait what am I saying?! Just ignore that....so embarrassing. Well yeah...so that was my day. And then, I was home. And I knew I had to tell my mother what I was feeling. Maybe she could help me figure it out. So, the first thing I did was run upstairs to my bedroom, find a simple knee length light green dress, take off my heels, and find my mother. When I at last found her in her private office, I quietly knocked on the door, before walking into the room. She stared at me with an emotionless expression as I explained my story-and just shook her head when I finished. "So, does this, /boy/ have any sign of status?" I stuttered and tried to figure out a way to reply, but my mouth was dry, and it wouldn't open. She just shook her head. "Then I can't approve." I felt tears welling in my eyes, and I burst out of the door, and ran through my mansion. I wasn't sure where I was going. But I had to go somewhere. So, I ran outside, through the grounds, hopping over the fence, until I found a quiet little clearing at the edge of the woods with a little pond and waterfall. Then I knelt next to it, buried my face in my hands, and wept, letting the tears out for every unfair event that had happened over all of these years. A week passed by. Things remained the same at my school, no one bothering to make friends with me. I sat miserably in the back of the classrooms, thinking to myself most of the time.
(Continued) I received excelling grades, and so now everyone believed I was a know it all too. And then, one boring day, Felix walked over to my lunch table and stood there quietly for a moment before speaking. "Hi, I'm Felix. Felix Rolland. Its Skylarah Evans, right?" I flinched at my full name and nodded. "Just Sky. But yeah..." He nodded and smiled softly. "Well, um, would like to sit here?" I asked, wondering why he was still standing there, and trying to stop my intense blushing. He shrugged but took a seat across from me. I looked down at my food trying to keep myself from staring into those intense green eyes, but I couldn't help myself from taking a peek. After a few moments of silence, he broke the quiet. "You know, all the guys keep talking about you." He said teasingly. I flushed and suddenly became aware of the boys that kept glancing at me not coldly, but curiously. "Is that so? Well, I could say the same about the girls and you." He just smiled softly, and we both stared down at our plates until the end of lunch. That weekend, my parents shocked me with a surprise camping trip in the mountains-although their idea of camping involved a three-story spotless cabin next to a spa. But still, while they got massages and mani-pedis, I was able to explore. On the first day, after promising I would stay in the area, I went to explore the woods behind our cabin. Everything was calm and peaceful at first, and I felt content and free in my white top and blue jean shorts, with my hair loose. Plus, sneakers are way more comfortable than heels or sandals. When finally, destiny happened. (You know this part from my poem, so I'm going to skip ahead.) I woke up, screaming hysterically as all of these shimmering magic people stood over me trying to soothe and calm me. But I wouldn't stop. So, these people said I was an, what did they call it, enchanter? And it took me jumping off a cliff almost falling to my de@th to learn that? Ugh. Yeah, I was pretty angry. But also, something felt.... changed inside of me. I really was more than just a rich girl-even though it was totally freaking me out. So as all of these crazy people tried to calm me down, I just sat there, staring into the distance, trying to make sense of things. The enchanter lady was still standing there, trying to explain a history that I didn't understand. Then I finally realized what she was saying. "Hold on-are you saying that....I was adopted? And those aren't my real parents?" She nods uncomfortably. I feel like fainting again, but I just groan as a headache starts. "But dear Sky...it's up to you. What kind of life do you want? This was the life you were born for-or do you want a regular one?" And then I realized...I had a choice. I had a choice of who I wanted to be. And I didn't want to be a crazy magical enchanter with no idea who she truly was. And I didn't want to be known as a snobby rich girl. All I really wanted to be...was myself. I almost felt like tearing up at that realization that changed my perspective of me. "I-I want to be me. I want to be normal. And I want this to be a dream-a dream that taught me who I really am." I say, my voice cracking. The enchanter woman's smile softens. "Then it will be. All I really wanted; was for you to know who you really truly are...my daughter." As the realization sunk in, and I turned around to stare at her for a moment, the sparkles of the enchanter people seemed to blur, and I lay down, falling into a deep sleep. I woke up with a start-back in my own bed, not the one in our cabin. I looked at the date on my phone-the day before. I sucked in a breath. Was it really all a dream? Or did they just make it one? What happened...? Then, glancing around me I felt a smile stretch on my face. I didn't have to understand it; I just had to believe it. And right now, what I knew was that I didn't have to be exactly what my parents wanted me to be. I could follow my heart. Have my own loves. My own liberties. And I could be me. So, tossing aside my heals and gowns, I put on a regular shirt and pants-ride my bike to school-and a year after, I am now the proud girlfri3nd of Felix Rolland. I don't need to know exactly what to be now-I just need to follow my heart. The End. I really hope you loved it!!! Made completely by me! Please don't copy! Love ya guys! <3
