I wake up to the same dream again. Over and Over, day in, day out. I always have a dream about her, likes it taunting me. Laughing and snickering at my pain. I guess I can't blame it, I just won't let her go, I can't let her go. Probably because she was my first and only love.
"AIDAN BREAKFAST IS READY!!" Mum yelled from downstairs in her 'if you don't get up right now bad things will happen' voice. Swiping the covers back, I jumped up and out of bed, totally not ready to start a new day. Moping towards the bathroom, I grabbed a random T-shirt and pants on the way. I really didn't care what I wore today because I was freaking tired. Last night I had stayed up till 2 in the morning finishing my novel essay for English. Usually, I don't hand in my work that often, but Mum found out and has been constantly up my ass about it saying things like "No training for you" or "You can't watch any shows ever again", the list goes on and on. Looking at my reflection in the mirror I figured I must have slept on my hand because there, imprinted vividly on my forehead, was the due date set for my English assignment. I looked down at my hand to see that most of the writing wasn't there. Great, just great, another thing to do this morning Now I have to scrub my face, hard. After taking a good ten minutes getting ready, I was finally suitable to go downstairs for breakfast. I trudged out of the bathroom, ramming all of my schoolbooks into my school bag. I hope I have everything I need… In the dining room everyone was seated around our fairly small table except mum who was finishing up cooking on our extremely 19th century stove that really needs to be replaced but every time I say something Dad always says that it's perfectly fine and probably better than the stoves they sell these days. Other than the rickety stove, everything else in the house is nice, neat, and modern. The recently renovated walls are decorated with fairly new wallpaper, a nice pastel green with little flowers every couple of centimetres. We have a tiled floor in the kitchen and carpet everywhere else, but not just any carpet, it is the fluffiest carpet that has ever existed. I took a seat next to my sister, Elaine, who can I just say is the cutest child alive. With her Brown curly hair and stunning hazel eyes, is most definitely more amazing than any Miss America. She looks almost exactly like my parents, apart from the eyes. But me? I look nothing like my parents. Both of my parents have brown hair and eyes, but I have blond hair and blue eyes. I used to wonder why I was the only one that looked different in my family until I found out I was adopted. I was sad at first, but I got over it soon. I had a loving family even if we weren't blood related, they meant everything to me. "You look nice." My Father commented. Even though he knows I just threw on whatever was there. It still feels weird seeing Dad in the mornings. He used to work all of the early morning shifts but now he changed to the late-night ones, I'd have no idea why though. I never spent a lot of time with him as a kid because only until a couple of years ago he was fighting for our homeland, Sistema, against the opposing country, Dangulin. When Mum had Elaine, he came back to Earth to help raise her. "Thanks. I don't know why but the colour orange just seems right, ya know?" I smiled wide even though I felt like shit on the inside due to not getting any sleep. After I made the comment Mum and Dad gave each other a look. "What's with the look?" Confusion took over, shown in my voice and on my face. "Nothing. It's just that your father said that to me once." Dad smiled at the memory of his old friend. "Oh, was his favourite colour orange as well?" "Everything he used to wear was orange! He couldn't go a day without wearing something orange." I smiled. Hearing about my real parents always made me happy. I knew that we were different from other people at a young age when I started to develop my wind element. When everything was explained to me, I was shocked. We're not supposed to be on Earth but because of the war we left Sistema and came here. My parents died in the war, or that's what I have been told. I think about it a lot. How my parents gave up their lives for me and many others. How many people are suffering but I live an extremely happy life. I know I shouldn't think about it but it's hard not to when every time I use my powers it just pops up into my mind like an unwanted memory. "Big Brother!" Elaine spoke. "I start middle school today!" She was so excited to finally be out of primary school. She always goes on about how we treat her as a kid, but she is still a kid, in my eyes anyways. "That's great, Elaine!" I said while turning to face her. I picked up my knife and fork and began cutting up my eggs and toast. "I packed ramen in your lunch box today, all you have to do is full it up with hot water at school." Mum said. I loved it when mum packed ramen in my lunch because it was my favourite food. I tried it after watching Naruto and have been in love with it ever since. "Thanks, Mum." I smiled again and this time I really meant it. I really loved my family. "Guess what!" Elaine suddenly said to me while bouncing up and down in her seat. I turned to face her again. "I don't think I would be able to guess. Why don't you just tell me?" I suggested. "I can now heal tiny cuts!" She said even more excitedly than before. I looked at her. I was so happy that Elaine was progressing extremely fast. "That's great!" I said while patting her head. I finished eating breakfast then headed off to school.
The birds where chirping, the breeze was blowing gently, and the sun was shining. It was a great morning until a certain person showed up. "You're early, today." The certain redhead in question said while walking up beside me. I looked at her and smiled. "Well, Mum woke me up early." I simply said, although on the inside I was crying. Like way can't I just have my beauty sleep and yes, I know I sound like a girl, but I don't care. She shaped her mouth to form an 'o' shape. After a while she asked, "How's Elaine doing?" Her red eyes shone with curiosity. "She can now heal small cuts, is what I was told this morning." "That's great! What element does she have? I can never remember." Claire asked again. Obviously showing interest in the subject for once. Claire was like me. An orphan who had lost her family due to the war and was living here. Her main ability was water which completely contradicts what she looks like because she has red fluffy hair and green eyes with freckles scattered across her face. "It is lighting, same with Mum and Dad." I smiled at the thought. Out of the five main elements, my families strongest is the lighting element. Mine was wind but I could also use lighting and the variant of both which was air meaning temperature and the like and electricity. I could also mix lighting and wind together to create a storm. "That's nice. I should go see them sometime soon." She said quietly. I smiled at her. "Yeah, you should."
"AIDAN!" screamed Ino while running towards me with kyle at her side. Ino was slightly shorter than me with blond hair and blue eyes as well. We often get asked if we are twins which we respond with an 'I wish'. Kyle had messy brown hair and soft brown eyes. Us four have been friends forever. The only problem is that they don't know about Dawn, and I would like to keep it that way. "What's up, sister from a different mister." I said as they came up to us. "Good morning Kyle." I added so he wouldn't feel left out. "Did you finish the assignment?" Ino asked worried for me because I never finish my assignments. "You know what, I actually did this time, and I got no sleep because of it." I said smiling like an idiot on the outside but again, I was crying on the inside. Mum came into my room last night again, sat me down saying that I would never be allowed to use my powers again if I didn't finish this assignment, she's done this for the last couple of assignments, but I wasn't about to tell anyone that. "You actually finished it?" She sounded worried. "Are you sick? Do we need to go to the doctor?" Everyone started laughing. My face burned red. "It's not funny! I actually did my work for once." "I can't, this is too rear!" Kyle said while he wiped tears from his eyes from laughing too much. "Whatever. I'm going to class." I stated while walking away from the group, still laughing at me. I walked down the hall until I got to my locker, I filled in the pin then opened it. My locker was filled with anime references. To be honest, that's where I got a lot of my ideas from for my abilities. I know it's probably stupid, but I didn't care. If I became stronger because of it then that's fine by me, plus I just love anime anyways. My favourites have got to be My Hero Academia, Naruto, and Demon Slayer (although you probably don't know what they are). "Hi Aidan…" I looked to my left to see Rochelle at her locker, hers was next to mine. Rochelle was a quiet girl but quite smart. She had long, black hair that she always hid behind. Her eyes were a grey, as cool as steel, and she was, to be honest, quite short. "Hey, Rochelle!" I said a little too loudly as she hid further behind her hair. If I'm being 100% honest, she's kinda weird. But I'm pretty sure she's nice. I think so anyways. She quickly left after that, leaving me confused. Did I really frighten her that much? I must of. I'll go say sorry later. I got out my math and music books then I headed to homeroom. I shared homeroom with Kyle which was a plus because I also shared it with this girl called Payton, which is awkward because she keeps asking me out but won't get the hint. "HEY AIDAN!" Payton yelled when I entered the classroom. As soon as I saw her, I turned around heading for the door again because I wouldn't be able to last 20 minutes in the same room as her. But to my dismay, Kyle was standing right behind me with a grin on his face. I stopped dead in my tracks. "You're not trying to skip homeroom, are you?" I froze. Great, I won't be able to get out of homeroom like this. "N-No. What are you talking about, Kyle?" I stuttered. "That's great to hear. Now, let's go sit next to Payton." He said while dragging me across the room against my will. "Hey Aidan!" She said again. Payton was beautiful and all with her long chestnut coloured hair and her sapphire blue eyes but, I already promised myself to another. Cringy, I know, but it's true. "Hi Payton…" I mumbled. This week alone she has asked me out a total of five times. I have rejected her all those times. Plus, she does it in the most embarrassing places. Once she did it in the middle of gym. Another time, she did it in the middle of the cafeteria, that time was the worst. I felt so bad saying no in front of the whole student body. I'm not trying to hurt her feelings; I just don't like her like that. "Did you have a good morning?" She asked, smiling at me, showing off her perfectly white teeth. Payton was a nice girl, like super nice. I've never caught her being mean or rude to anyone. That maybe one of the reasons that everyone ships us together. Neither of us has ever been caught being mean or rude to anyone. I mean I do stand up for people when needed but I don't ever start anything. I prefer the quite life. The happy life, with my family and friends. "He had a great morning." Kyle answered for me, nudging me in the process. Just then our homeroom teacher came in. I didn't like him too much. He was a big pervert. He was old with grey hair and never paid any attention to us, he was always reading. I couldn't care less though because that way I could always talk to kyle for the 20 minutes.
After homeroom was finished Kyle and I went to our respective classes. I had math first when he had bio. I wished him luck because he sucks at that subject. Not that anyone has ever told him because he's so passionate. I went to math and sat down next to Claire. We shared most classes together apart from English. I had the advanced class when Claire had the dummies class. It's not because she's not smart, but because she really hates English. To be honest, I don't even know how I got into my English class. I never hand in my homework or pay attention. I'm a horrible student, but, here I am, sitting in all the best classes (I always sleep in them anyways). Always with the same dream. A dream about Dawn.