The Dreamer Part 4 - J.M.Hurley (best historical fiction books of all time .TXT) 📗

getting friends? Because if so, it’s not working so great!” I yelled causing several people sitting nearby to turn and stare at us.

“Sometimes you’re such a moron, I kind of admire you,” she replied causing several people to giggle around us.

“Gee thanks Stephanie, I know I can always count on you to wrap up my day in sunshine,” I replied then, raising my vice a bit, I added, “At least you have someone to talk to today. After all, I’d hate to be that person with no family, friends, or really people in general, that like you,” I said and Stephanie’s scowl turned into disbelief.

She looked around herself at all of the people watching then, giving me a quick glare or disbelief, she fled. I heard heels clacking on the hard floor as she bolted out of the cafeteria. Lance gave me a questioning look then darted out after her.

“I think you really hurt her feelings.”

I turned around and let out a gasp, “You scared me!” I said staring up into Zane’s bright blue eyes.

“Sorry,” he said giving me smile that made my heart quicken.

“I’d love to chat,” I said looking around to see if Kyle was looking, he was, “but I should probably go finish my lunch.”

Zane nodded slowly, giving me an unconvinced look before motioning with his hands, “Don’t let me stop you from eating lunch with your boyfriend.”

My smile dropped and I gave him a look of despair. “Oh come on Zane, don’t be like that,” I insisted but he was already off, walking out the same door that Stephanie had just minutes before.

“Oh don’t feel bad darling,” Kyle said from behind me, making me jump out of surprise.

“I didn’t know you were there. Did you hear all of that?” I asked turning around to face him.

“Of course not, I find no reason to eavesdrop on you,” he said then offered his hand to me.

“Shall we go enjoy lunch together?” he asked and I gave him a nod and grabbed his soft hand.


Chapter 36

After lunch, my school day passed so quick it was a blur. As I sat in History, my last class of the day, I went over my choices in my head for what outfit I should wear for tonight. My green slip dress would compliment his eyes just perfectly and I could combine that with my…

“Summer? Hello, Summer? Ms Charad!” My head snapped up to meet the angry eyes of my teacher. Mrs. Krenchin, my elderly history teacher, stood in front of my desk, a scowl present on her old, winkled face. “I hate to interrupt your thought, but I have a history lesson to teach!” she snapped and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.

All you were doing was sitting at your desk and reading Lifetime magazines,

I retaliated in my mind but out loud I only replied, “Yes ma’am.” She shook her head at me once more, and then returned to sit at her desk.

After that, class passed without any more interference. The bell let out a shrill ring and all of the students collected their belongings and headed out for the door. “I haven’t dismissed you!” Mrs. Krenchin called after them, but no one stopped or reentered the room. I hurried out behind the rest of them and heard her call after me. “Don’t let me catch you day dreaming again Ms Charad! It’ll be an automatic detention next time!” I sighed; Detention’s the last thing I need to worry about right now.

Once I reached my room’s door I flung it open and hurried in to join Sierra, who was sitting patiently, waiting on her bed. “Ready to get pampered?” she asked and I nodded my head eagerly.

Once we had everything ready, she began to curl my light blonde hair into small ringlets while I powered my make-up on. “So…” I said dragging out the O to add emphasis, “what’s going on with you and Brady?” She smiled at me in the mirror and picked up a make-up brush from the counter.

Brushing it lightly under my eyes before she answered, “Nothing serious, we’re just friends.”
I looked up at her questioningly.

“Is everything alright? You seem down?” I asked as I lengthened my lashes dramatically with my mascara.

“Yes everything’s…No actually, it’s not,” she said then pulled my soft ringlets up into an elegant up-do style at the nape of my neck. After she was finished, I turned around to face her.

“What’s wrong? Is it about your mom?” I asked instantly concerned.

“No, no, it’s nothing to do with me. It’s really none of my business but… I’m just worried Kyle isn’t who he says he is,” she replied and my worried expression disappeared, masked by a look of shock.

“What?! Why would you think that?” I demanded getting up from my chair and pacing around the room.

“I don’t know…it’s just a vibe I get when I’m around him. He just seems so…fake,” she said then looked down at her feet to avoid my eyes.

“Well, that’s a shame because he really seems to like you. Maybe you shouldn’t judge people off of vibes and actually get to know them,” I replied as I began to shift through the hangers in my closet.

“Here, wear this,” she said pulling out a gorgeous white dress and handing it to me.

I gasped, “It’s gorgeous! Where did you get it?” I asked clinging to the fabric longingly.

“I bought it awhile ago for the Autumn Ball, but I’m not going anymore so I figure it should at least get some use.” I gave her an open mouthed look of shock and place the dress back into her hands.

“There’s absolutely no way I can take this from you. It’s just too gorgeous Sierra, and way too expensive!”

She shook her head and handed it back to me, “No, I want you to have it. It’ll look gorgeous on you, and it can be my peace offering. I’m sorry about judging Kyle, it was rude of me,” she replied and I gave a hug.

“Oh Sierra, What would I do without you?” I exclaimed then let out a squeal of joy and raced off to get changed.

Once in the dress, I ran out of the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. The dress fit my body perfectly, the white fabric flowing beautifully from my waist past my feet. The top consisted of brown and cream bead work, making the dress look modern and edgy. A brown belt pulled in at the waist, accentuating my thin, lean figure, and golden tassels hung down past the belt, giving the dress a royal look. My hair was held back with a beaded, golden headband that matched the tassels perfectly and my feet wore golden heels that were raised a good 5 inches off the ground.

I let out a sigh of pure excitement and twirled around in the mirror, causing the dress to flow around me in a perfect circle. “Oh! Gosh, Summer!” Sierra exclaimed and I turned to face her.

“What’s wrong? Does it look bad?” I asked and I bit my lip in disappointment.

“You look absolutely gorgeous! Even more pretty than I imagined. Kyle’s going to love it,” she said letting out a giggle as I pulled her into a hug. “I feel like I’m standing next to a goddess in the flesh,” she replied and I shook my head as giggles escaped out of my mouth.

“Okay I don’t look that good!”

She stopped laughing and gave me a look that said, ‘I mean business. “I’m serious Summer, you look beautiful.” I blushed bright red and gave her grateful another hug.

“Well, I wouldn’t look anything like this if it wasn’t for you.”

She gave me a smile and said, “Oh you know you would’ve.”

A knock on the door interrupted our disagreement. I shot her a nervous look, my stomach already beginning to churn with nervousness. “Go,” she whispered giving me a reassuring pat on the back. I walked over slowly and opened the door. A man dressed in a black suit stood in front of me, a Bluetooth attached to his ear, and a serious look set into his lips.

“Mr. Landon is here to pick you up,” the man said in a bored tone.

“Look like my ride’s here,” I called back to Sierra as I shot a smile at the man in the suit. “I’m ready.”

"Not without your earrings you’re not!” Sierra called after me, hurriedly running up to me and poking the earrings into place. “Now you’re ready,” she replied then, after giving me a look from head to toe, gave me a hard hug. “Have fun Summer, you deserve a good time.”

I gave a smile, and patted her arm, “I will.”

“Ready to go now?” the man asked and I gave him a nod. He motioned for me to walk in front, so I picked up my pace and tried to contain my excitement.

“So, who are you?” I asked hoping I didn’t sound rude.

“I am Robert Kawlzeski, the Landon’s family chauffer.” I gave him an understanding nod and went over the facts silently in my head. So they’re rich enough to have their own chauffer?

I hadn’t realized Kyle’s family was wealthy.

As we walked down the hard, stone steps, several people turned to look at us. I even let out a giggle as I saw many of the males mouth’s drop in shock. I caught Zane’s eyes and gave him a giddy wink. He gave me smile back, but it wasn’t one that reached his eyes, or showed off his pearly whites; just a smile that seemed more of a reassurance than anything.

I kept my head straight forwards after that, looking only at Robert once in awhile, making sure he was still there. Once we made it outside, he motioned for me to follow him down and outside the gates, using a key from his pocket to unlock the schools gates. We rounded the corner and I let out a gasp of shock. A limo?!

I thought gleefully as I stared at the long car. It was polished to shine beautifully when the light hit it, and was colored in traditional black. I turned to Robert and saw him pull a flower out of his inside jacket pocket.

“For you, from young Mr. Landon,” he replied and handed me the flower. Zantedeschia,

I thought with a sigh as carefully placed the flower into my hair.
Robert opened the door wide enough for me to get in and I gave him a smile.

“Thank you,” I said meekly as I climbed into the limo. The corners of his lips turned up in amusement, as he gave me a nod and shut the door behind me. Once inside, I turned and saw Kyle sitting next to me, looking lovely as ever in his tuxedo. His normally messy hair was slicked back tonight, showcasing his best feature, his bright green eyes.

“Oh Summer, wow!” he exclaimed letting his mouth fall open in amazement.

“Yes?” I asked giving him a wink and turning more so that I could look directly at him.