One of three stories I'm writing. I will post them eventually but I will put them up. Please no flames and review to tell me how you think of it. I would like to continue this story but I won't if no one will review. Thanks and enjoy the read!


"Scarlet-Rose get your ass out here! We're running late!" screamed a voice that followed with a car horn.

"Jesus!" I cursed and threw off the covers. That's me Scarlet-Rose. I'm a ordinary 17-year-old teenager that's a black belt, thanks to my dad who was in the military and straight A+ student in school, thanks to my mom who is also in the military. My moms the General while my dad is her Captain. Funny hun?

I quickly dressed in jeans and a long sleeved shirt with my combat boots (that my mom bought) then grabbed my book bag and headed for the door. Outside was sunny and bright, unusual for my town, with my friend Nala Tal waiting for me in her red camaro. I quickly ran and jumped in.

"I'm here. Go!" I shouted and she took off. She handed me a brush and I gladly accepted it.

"You slept in….again!" she said glancing over at me then back to the road. I huffed and continued to get the knots out of my black hair.

"Sorry. I stayed up all night last night watching the marathon of Star Wars the Clone Wars. Why they put on Sunday, I'll never know." I said and placed the brush in the glove compartment. I reached down to grab my books when I realized that I forgot my lunch on the dining room table, "shit." I cursed and placed my books on my lap.

"Forgot your lunch?" Nala asked with a smile on her face.

"Yep." I answered with sigh. Nala laughed and pointed to her bag that sat in the back seat. I reached back and grabbed it. I opened it to see two brown paper bag lunches. I smiled and then reached over and pinched her cheek.

"Ouch! Is that what I get for bringing you a lunch? Fine. Next time I won't." she said in a huff.

"But you will! That's why you're so nice! Thanks Nala." I said and took one of the bags. I zipped up her bag and placed it in the back along with mine when I placed my new lunch in it, "how did you know?"

"Give you one guess." She said and pulled down her shades to give me a glance. She orangeish-yellow eyes glowed like fire.

"I hate you, you know that?" I said and gave her a light shove in her shoulder. She laughed and pulled into our school's parking lot.

"Like you always say. Now, let's get to class. Mr. Mike will have our heads." She said and got out with me right behind her.


The school day went as slow as ever and Mr. Mike was as boring as ever! Thank God that I sit next to the window that way i could look out to see the park that our school over looks. I so wish I were somewhere else….like Star Wars! Right now, I could be battling droids and hanging out the boys…how I wish I could be there.

"Pissst….Scarlet…wanna go to the music room for lunch? We could practice?" Nala whispered.

"Sure….tomorrow's the concert right? We really should practice." I said and returned to the window. Mr. Mike went on and on about world history, not even paying attention that no one was even listening to him.

"Ring, Ring, Ring." the bell rang. Everyone packed up their bags and books and bolted for the door.

"Remember to do page 17 in your workbooks!" Mr. Mike shouted after us as we left. He really didn't have to tell Nala and me twice. Better to do it now then to be pulled after school tomorrow.

Nala and me quickly grabbed our lunches from our lockers and headed for the music wing. There Miss. Eva, our music teacher who was just finishing talking to a student, sat at her desk. We dropped our bags at the foot of the stage then jumped on top. We nodded over to her and took our spots. Nala took her place at the piano, which she has a very big talent for and I took my spot that was an X in the center of the stage.

"How are you doing today girls." She called as she got up from her desk. Miss. Eva was an unmarried woman who practically had men falling over her. Many people could see why. She had beautiful strawberry hair and had curves in all the right places. Every day she came to school in black dress pants and a very business shirt. She was one of Nala and mine favorite teachers. She allowed us to stay late and practice whenever we wanted. But we had to tell her first.

"We're doing fine. We wanted to get in one more practice before the show tomorrow." I spoke with confidence.

"I see me tips are sticking. Now what are you girls doing for the concert?" she asked us.

"We're going to sing Listen to your Heart with the piano version." Nala spoke up. Miss. Eva nodded and took a seat a few rows back. Then the piano began to play…

"I know there's something in the wake of your smile. I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yea. You've built a love but that love falls apart. Your little piece of heaven turns too dark."

I sang. Nala played the tunes with every tap of the keys.

"Listen to your heart, when he's calling for you. Listen to your heart, there's nothing else you can do. I don't know where you're going and I don't know why, but listen to your heart, before you tell him goodbye."

Miss. Eva smiled and leaned back in the seat closing her eyes.

"Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile. The precious moments are all lost in the tide, yea. They're swept away and nothing is what it seems, the feeling of belonging to your dreams."

I too closed my eyes and imaged that the auditorium, where we have music class, was filled with people. Everyone was there smiling at us. My parents, along with Nala's. Miss. Eva would be standing to the side with pieces of paper in her hands. A big smile that showed her white teeth when she was happy. I would be in a pale blue dress that went to my knees and Nala would be in a fire red dress that would match her bright red hair.

"And there are voices that want to be heard. So much to mention but you can't find the words. The scent of magic, the beauty that's been, when love was wilder than the wind."

Everyone would be smiling up at us. Our mothers would be holding flowers for a job well done. And our dad's would say to us that they had something in their eyes to cover up the fact that they were crying.

"Listen to your heart, when he's calling for you. Listen to your heart, there's nothing else you can do. I don't know where you're going and I don't know why, but listen to your heart, before you tell him goodbye. Listen to your heart. I don't know where you're going but I don't know why, but listen to your heart…..before….you tell him goodbye."

I opened my eyes to see the room empty except for Miss. Eva. Nala played a few more tunes before they came to a stop. Miss. Eva opened her eyes and stood up. She started to clap and smile real big at us.

"Bravo girls! Bravo!" she said. She opened her mouth to say something but the bell rung, "don't leave girls. You didn't eat. I'll write you a pass." She said. We nodded and jumped off the stage. We grabbed our lunches and began eating, "are your parents coming?" she asked. We looked at each other.

"No. Their…..stuck in their work again. They won't be able to make it." I spoke up.

"That's too bad. They would have been so proud of you." She said and returned to her work. Nala and me continued to eat our lunch. When we were done, Miss. Eva wrote us a pass and we then went our separate ways…..for now.


The rest of the day, I felt like I got punched in the gut. Miss. Eva had to bring up my parents. You see, my parents are in the military but I haven't seen them since I was ten. They sent us away so that I was to live with my very old grandmother. But five years later, she died, and I was left alone in the house. They sent me letters and money but I kind of lost faith that they would at least come for a visit me at least. Same thing happened with Nala's parents but only she had butlers and nannies to take care of her. I spent as much time with my grandmother as i possably could until she was placed in the hospital. A few weeks after we was placed in medical care she died in her sleep...I had Nala there to help me through it.

Nala and me have been friends since we were born. Our parents knew each other since they were in high school. We did everything together. We've become sisters to each other. Going to the same school. Sleeping over each other's house and just doing everything with each other. We're the only family each other has right now….

"Earth to Scar? Are you there?" Nala asked me waving her hand in my face. I snapped out of my thoughts and turned to look at her. School ended around 3 o'clock and we were heading home. Nala said she would spend the night so that I would get up on time in the morning.

"Yeah, I'm here." I said.

"Don't think so. You seem off… it about what Miss. Eva said?" she asked me. She turned to me when we reached a red light.

"Sort of…"

"Don't let it get you down. Maybe they'll be there. You know, as a surprise. You don't know until you actually go." She told me and hit the gas.

"I know. I just…..SHIT watch out!" I screamed. A semi-truck came blazing for us…..CRASH!

Next thing we knew, it was like watching things happen in slow motion. The truck hit Nala's side and sent us spinning. The truck kept going as we turned over repeatedly. Glass shattered and limbs went flying. Nala let out screams of pain and so did I as we were pelted with glass. When we came to a stop, we were upside down. I slowly opened my eyes to see Nala's arms hanging over her head. I unstrapped my seat buckle and I landed face first in the glass but then slowly crawled out and into the street. The street light flickered in and out. Red blotched pattered the street. Grumbling sounds came from the beat up car. I turned my head to see Nala crawling out of the car. I landed in the dirt, Nala right beside me. We lay side by side while we could feel our life being drained from us. The ground felt cold and i could no longer feel my legs or my toes. Nala's breathing was slow and shallow as was mine. I became afraid...

"Sucks….hun..."Nala choked out.

I chuckled, "yeah…..didn't even get to sing for everyone…" I reached over and lightly touched Nala's hand. She always afraid of dying.

"Can….you sing….that song our mothers would sing when….we were little?" she asked. I painfully nodded and flipped myself so that I was on my back. I replaced my hand on hers and took a deep breath….

"A gentle breeze...from Hushabye Mountain
...Softly blows o'er lullaby bay.
It... fills the sails of boats that are waiting-
Waiting to sail... your worries away.

It... isn't... far to Hushabye Mountain
And your boat... waits down by the key.
The winds of night... so softly are sighing-
Soon... they... will fly your troubles to... sea.

So close your eyes... on Hushabye Mountain.
Wave good-bye... to cares of the day.
And watch your boat... from... Hushabye Mountain
Sail far away... from... lullaby... bay...

"Thank you…." Nala whispered and closed her eyes. I felt tears come to my eyes.

"If anyone is listening…..please…don't let us die…." I pleaded to no one.

"And you won't little one." Went a soft voice. I gasped but started to choke on my own blood, "close your eyes…..let me take you away. You need to learn….learn about yourself…..learn about your past…..I'll be waiting….." I did what the voice told me. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to lifted or floated away.

I watched as colors flew past me. Spinning and forming shapes. A felt my whole body go warm like a mother would hold her child when they were sick or frightened. I felt myself get tired and thought to myself how I wanted to sleep really badly.

"Sleep. When you wake up….your journey begins…"


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