Sunshine

I saw it looking at me
the bright yellow dot.
I can't see anything after
warming up my crystal clear pool
Sunshine

In between the white clouds it lies
upon the blue sky
I see the plane next to it
racing so quickly
I am sweating from its' rays
I block my pale skin with the cream, so I don't get burned
Sunshine

I see this being my favorite season
The beautiful time of summer
I can't wait for the next year
filled with happiness
and love and
Sunshine! <3

California :)

It was August 2nd, 2010 at about 1 in the morning and I was full of energy but still pain in my throat because of the strep, but I didn't care. I grabbed my blue flowered suitcase filled with bathing suits, shorts, and t shirts. I walked downstairs and carried my suitcase that I could barely lift off the ground and my pink backpack and put it into our car. We began driving down my street with no light but the street lights on the side. It was so dark out, I fell asleep and woke up to the busy lights of the Manchester streets. As we started driving up Brown Ave, I knew I was one step closer to my favorite location. I saw the "Welcome to Manchester-Boston Regional Airport" sign and I was so excited because I loved airports. We parked the car and grabbed our suitcases and began walking to the airport. I was so happy to be able to just be in the airport and hear all the noises from "Enjoy your flight!" to "No liquids in the carry ons" and"Please place everything in the bins." After we got through security and got our snacks, we were sitting in our seats! I couldn't believe in about 6 hours, I would be in California, my favorite place on earth.

The Missing

I woke up that one morning and walked downstairs. I thought this morning seemed like a regular school morning, but I guess not.

I reached in the cupboard and pulled out my favorite blue shaded bowl and poured Cheerios into it. I opened my black refrigerator and grabbed the milk. Just as I went to pour the milk on, I realized that there was no coffee made and I thought my mother was probably over sleeping. I put the milk back into the refrigerator and ran upstairs, leaving my cereal on the granite counter.

I ran up my sheepskin covered stairs and walked into my mom's bedroom. She wasn't sleeping, but the bed wasn't made. I checked both bathrooms and she wasn't in there. I decided to look out the windows and see if her red Subaru Impreza was there. It was there, but no one was in it. That's weird because my mom never leaves without making her coffee or making the bed.

I decided I needed to call my dad at work and see if he knew where she was.

"Hey Dad. Where is Mom? I checked every room and she's not here. She didn't have any coffee or make the bed." I asked.

"Well, she was in the shower when I left." He told me.

I ran up to her shower and flung open the curtain.

"She's not in the shower. I also see her walking shoes, so she's not walking." I started to get worried.

"I'm going to come home. I'll be there in a few minutes." We hung up the phone.

I just threw on my clothes and put my hair up in a loose pony tail. I heard my Dad come into the door. He only works up the road, so he came home quickly.

" Jillian!" My dad yelled to me. I walked down the stairs and saw my Dad standing in the door way with his black suit on with a bright blue tie.

Beginning to Advice. :)

There, I finally finished my homework. Something I had been working on all night, My phone had been in my purse the whole night and I haven't even touched it once. I'm sure my boyfriend has texted me, at least.. I hope.

I cleaned up the kitchen table and packed all my binders back up into my green backpack and took it into my room. I reached into my Louis Vuitton purse and grabbed my iPhone. I didn't have a message from my boyfriend, but one from Jackie, my best friend. She told me that my boyfriend was at a party with Dori, an over popular girl. Jackie said that someone else saw them go into the bathroom together. I couldn't believe what I was reading. I threw my phone against the wooden floor, hoping it would shatter. I didn't, but I didn't care one bit, I just wanted to cry and cry forever and that is exactly what I did. I layed on my bed and just cried. My mom wasn't home yet, so I had no one to talk too. I mean, I could call Jackie, but I could barely speak.

I layed on my bed, staring at the ceiling. I looked over at my bureau and saw the picture of Peter and I at last year's prom. I stood up off my blue bed and walked over to my wooden bureau. I grabbed the glass framed picture and smashed it on the floor. I could not control myself, I just wanted to leave this town forever.

Where were you last night?

I walked into the busy, crowded school yard, trying to avoid her. I looked around to make sure the coast was clear. I darted for my locker and quickly grabbed my U.S. history book and walked to class.

Just as I walked into my class, I saw her. She did not look happy with me at all. I could just tell by the way she glared at me. How was I going to explain it to her? She walked up to me, with fierce in her green eyes.

"Where were you last night?" She questioned me.

" Uhh.. I'm sorry. I was with my mom." I said to her.

"You are such a stupid boy." she told me. This wasn't the first time she told me that.

"Whatever, believe what you want." I started getting mad.

"You completely blew me off last night. Do you want be to just be happy about it?" She said, staring into my eyes.

"No, it's called letting it go. Your stubbornness gets to me sometimes." I said.

"Sorry, I don't really care what you have to say."

I walked away from her and sat down at my cream colored desk and took out my pencil and began writing the assignment down, in my assignment book.

I felt like I was being watched the whole time. I glanced over to catch her staring at me from her seat across the room. What have I gotten myself into?

Summer Days

In the warm and mild summer days, I lay in the bright green grass, wishing upon dandelions. I was turning color from the sun. I didn't care though, I stayed right there in that one, warm spot. I looked all around me, noticing the colors of the summer day. I saw pink and orange tulips, with their healthy green stems. The bright blue sky above me, had those perfect, white clouds floating in it. The sweet color of pink was sitting next to me in a tall, cool glass with crystal clear ice cubes, desperately trying to float to the top. This day couldn't get any better.

I layed there for hours. My phone sat next to me, hiding in the tall blades of the grass. Its shiny screen was warm from the sun's reflection. I was waiting for it to ring, with my boyfriend on the other end. I never wanted this day to end. I felt the warm sun's rays on my pink shorts. The light pink was brighter than ever. I look up to the sun and nearly get blinded. I had my blue sunglasses on, but sometimes, they couldn't even power over the sun. Summer, is my favorite season. I never want this season to turn to winter, cold and dreary.

Finally, my phone vibrated. It was my love, calling me and seeing if I wanted to go to the park. We love going there and swinging on our favorite swings, just like we did when we met.

We got to the swings. I sat on the blue seated swing, with the metal chains reaching up to the top. I just loved swinging, ever since I was little. Swinging up to the top, practically touching the sky with your toes. You feel like you are invincible and nothing can hurt you.

I can feel the breeze, brushing through my blonde hair. My sunglasses blocked out the bright sun this time, because I didn't look directly into it. The grass was getting greener every second. This perfect day is the day I have dreamed of, for a while.

Beginning of my short story.

The warm breeze brushing against the green leaves on the palm trees. I didn't want to leave this, but I missed my family in New York City. The car door shut and I grabbed my pink suitcase in the trunk and pulled out Leah's blue suitcase and set it on the curb. I looked over at my beautiful best friend with her long two blonde braids and her loose light pink tank top with her jean shorts and bright rainbow colored shoes. She had these bright pink sunglasses on that only she could pull off perfectly. She was on her blackberry talking to her mother to tell her we were at the airport.
"Lilia, what time are we boarding?" Leah called to me.
"Oh, I believe at 1:50 and it's a little before 12:30 now. By the time we go through check-in and get through security, it'll be time to begin boarding."
Leah repeated to her mother was I just said. I was so jealous of her. She couldn't become ugly even if she tried. I noticed all the double takes she got from the boys who were passing by. Any boy that walked by her, looked at her atleast twice.
I handed Leah her suitcase and she hung up the phone with her mother. We said goodbye to the beautiful California air and walked into the Burbank Airport. The Southwest desk was busy but the worked got through the people, quite fast.