Camla's 9: 47 A Narrative Fiction

Starting a month ago, Marie consistently found herself thinking about her life back in Westernfield while lying in bed, which was also something that seeped into her dreams. After much deliberation, Marie decided to move back home. For the past two weeks, Marie had been going through all of the pre-moving stresses (she didn't have to deal with a moving van, though; all the stuff in her dorm was either pawned off or stuffed into her SUV), but now that she was finally in Westernfield, she could finally relax.

The fireworks had just ended leaving large smoke clouds in the sky, and the large swarms of people made there way to the front gate. Lauren reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone to check the time. She clicked the lock button on the side a few times before realizing I had died. She sighed heavily knowing she had probably missed Camila’s good night text. Something they had done every night around the same time for the last 4 years.

Lilly glanced down the row of cars all parked up under the trees. A chill moved through her. She brought her knees up to her chest, pressed her thighs against her rib cage and let her head sink down. She needed to find a place to stay. She needed somewhere to sleep and she needed to be able to get ready tomorrow to make sure Bobby saw her looking hot again. Because he would kick himself once he saw her all made-up in a nice dress and nice shoes. He’d feel pretty dumb for avoiding her this last year over a stupid pair of flip-flops. But how was she going to be that girl who turned his head if she spent tonight sleeping rough? Lilly closed her eyes and tried not to let it upset her. Puffed up eyes was the last thing she

Amber started her morning the way she always did. She rolled over in bed to shut off her alarm clock that now shined a red light showing 9:38 a.m. Most would consider this sleeping in, but for Amber it was just another day. She got out of bed, slipped on her slippers and a sweater, and headed out the door to grab her morning coffee from a little shop down the street.

“ Last night was amazing, ” Shay said as he reminisces about his and Sarah’s one month anniversary last night. Suddenly his phone rings in the background. It was Sarah. “ Hey Shay, I need to tell you something important, in person,” she said worriedly. “ Okay. . . . . . , then I’ll meet you at Starbucks at 8, ” Shay said as he got out of bed and looked at the clock. “ Okay see you at 8 then. . . , ” Sarah said worriedly again. Shay immediately shut off his phone and scrambled to his closet for clothes. As he put on his clothes Shay wondered why she sounded so worried but forgot about it afterwards. Just as Shay walked into Starbucks, he sees Sarah wearing her Beyoncé shirt. After they order their coffee, they start to talk. “ So. . . . why

Morning came before she knew it. Just as she and Sam were heading to the car, they were met by an older lady with curlers in her hair, and wearing a fluffy pink robe. She was wearing a beaming smile and was holding a foil-covered plate. Before Lauren could utter a word, the lady extended her hand in friendship. “Hi, I'm Miss D Richards, and I live in the corner house. I brought y'all some biscuits in welcome to the neighborhood!” Lauren bobbed her dark head and smiled. “Hello, Miss D, I'm Lauren Hastings. This is my daughter, Sam,”

“Bye,” I sigh, “but I’m serious about Mikey, do not get attached to him,” I click the red “end conversation” button before she has a chance to reply and place my phone on the table by my bed. Sam’s a lot to deal with sometimes, but I still love her. Glancing at the red numbers blinking the time next to where I placed my phone, I sigh. 6:02. I anticipate the day’s end even though it is merely dinner time. Laying on my

Lexie heard the bleeping of her alarm clock in the distance as she awoke from a deep sleep. She turned over on her side and saw the clock read 4:46 am. She turned on her light and her eyes started to water. All she could see was her green and orange walls until her eyes stopped watering. After she stood there for a few moments, she walked over to her dresser and grabbed a shirt and some blue jeans and slipped them on.

Kasey sleepily looked around her dirty home. She realized there were cups and food all over the place and people knocked out on the couches. Her only concern right now was wasn’t how she was going to clean up the huge mess from the party she threw the night before but how she was going to make all these people wake up and make them leave. Kasey noticed her friend Alison near by and realized she was the only person who would be willing to help her out. She shouted Alison’s name and rattled her awake. As Alison woke up they both realized Kasey’s parents would be home in 2 hours after being away for the weekend to visit their friends. Before they could think or say another word the only noise in the room was the screech of the front door opening.

Addison shut the door behind her, the smile still etched onto her face. Finally one of the dates her friends set her up on went slightly okay. She’d been going on bad date after bad date to move on. Even hooking up with some of them, but they still weren’t him. They weren’t Nick. She hated herself for thinking that. It had been months since he walked out on her. She should hate him, part of her did, but her heart took a while to catch up. He'd been gone for ages, but it was only a couple of weeks ago that Addison started to actually move on. Of course, she wasn’t actually interested in dating them, but her friends were concerned about her and it sure did help take her mind off of him. It wasn’t a huge thing, but she stopped sleeping in his old shirts or sleeping on his old side of the bed. She stopped feeling so heartbroken. Addison dropped down onto the couch, running her hand through her neat curls and taking then taking off her heels. She turned the TV on, mostly for background noise as she curled up on the couch. Addison had basically fallen asleep on the couch until she heard a knock at her front door.

A rush of adrenaline had made me conscious momentarily, vision still blurred and faded, it was a snapshot of Annika making out with this random stranger. Time stood still. My heart broke into two uneven pieces, shattering into a million pieces. He grabs her hand and they begin to walk out the door. I ran out the door but Kally stopped me halfway. “Pull yourself together. You should try your luck with Megan.” All I could think of was how she had turned her eyes from mine and looked at him instead. Now they’re going to bed. He’s taking off his shirt and she does the same. She’s Touching his chest. The rest of the night is a

“What time is it?” I asked Ellie. Looking down at her watch she told me it was nearly 9 o'clock in the evening. “Wow we’ve been talking for awhile. Maybe we should head to bed.” While bobbing her head up and down, we got up and made our way to our rooms. After we said goodnight I plopped down in bed and fell asleep almost instantly.

It was rare when they would kiss like this and for Bailey she loved the rare moments more than anything. "MMM." she spoke pulling away from him as he said that he could manage taking it off and then watched him text Harper. Breathing in and out she smiled nodding her head to his next statement she sighed. "That's fine, though can I make a rule we'll at least both try to take one day a week for each other. I'm tired of fighting over everything. I just want us to be happy." she smiled as she looked at him. "Thank you, for taking the day off it means a lot too me Cal." Bailey spoke as she brought her lips to his once more. Pulling back as he said he was gonna take a shower and head to bed she sighed. It was 2:30 in the morning and she had an exam in less than 7 hours. What she needed was to stay awake and study for this next exam. "I've got to study, go a head I'll come join you in bed in a little bit. If I don't stay up all day. This exam is kind of important." she laughed a little before making a joke. "This girl's got to graduate so she can start raking in all the monies, so you can retire and I can take care of you." she spoke smirking a little enough though she knew that she shouldn't of said it was the truth. She would rather bring the money in than him out there every day risking his life like his father

After returning home she went straight to her bedroom and locked her door. Sitting on the bed she started thinking about how to fix her remote and her account on Glasswall. She remembered that there is a remote shop close to her house and she thought of going there now but her father suddenly called her downstairs.When she went down her parents told her that they were going to her aunt’s house within fifteen minutes and as she couldn’t tell her parents that she wants to go to the remote shop, she agreed to go with her parents. When she returned home with her parents in the evening she went straight to the park and sat on a bench nearby. And that’s what she was doing now. She sighed and stood up to go home.

She crawled into bed, the day's events swirling around in her head with the help of a little Crown to top it all off. As she lay on her side, she stared silently in the dark and the closed door, listening intently to the silence in the house. Had he already gone to sleep so quickly? She didn't even check to make sure he had everything he needed. Maybe she should get up to and see if he had enough blankets and the like for the night. That's what she was going with.