Flawless Bliss

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
A girl is just living her life as she intends it to be. She learns that no matter what anyone says, you can follow your dreams. You have the right to love what you love and endure in that. In this case, her passion is to dance.

Submitted: September 16, 2012

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Flawless Bliss


"Glück" I called sitting on my front porch as my dog pounced up the stairs. It was a morning to cross my fingers and hope for a snow day. No school is definitely what I had in mind at that very moment. Just waiting for that lame phone of mine to buzz. It had been a while and so I decided to set my phone down beside me. I should have known better though for my dog had charged for it, snatched it, and ran 100 miles per hour as I got up to chase him.
"Glück!!!!!" I called not bothering to take a breather, "Where are you my puppy? I know you're somewhere clo-" before I could spit another word out my mouth, the dog spread his arms out and leaped away. I had caught sight of something in the bush he was hiding in though. Something mechanical. MY PHONE! No word could describe the rage in my face at that very second. That was until I smirked a little smile. Licking my dry lips, I brushed the leftovers with my shoe to a side. Who needs a phone when you can get a better one? "Glück boy! You are my lucky boy! Come here puppy puppy." I chuckled as my dog pattered his way across the garden. He looked up at me eyes blue as the sky. Twitching his nose, he left the scene untouched. He was obviously expecting a more dramatic reaction from me. I was too but I guess Glück meaning "luck" really did bring luck.
All bright and happy I was until I jumped into reality. SCHOOL?!?!? Was there a snow day? Was I going to be late if not? Who would tell me? I HAD NO PHONE!!! "I was just starting to think everything was alright..." I sighed opening my maroon polished door. "Mum? Dad?" I called praying for someone to come to the rescue. The house seemed almost deserted. Apart from the lively kitchen my Mom had made sure was full of fresh fruits.
"SNOW DAY!!! Yippee!" My younger sister came shouting down the hall. I guess I didn't have to even ask. "Maxi, tell me you aren't messing with me now are you?"
"And why would I?"
"W-"
"Uh don't answer that."
"Thank you so much!" I squeezed my sister as tight as I could turning her almost as pale as a dove on it's winter migrate.
"Yucks...get of me before I call the police." Maxi shreecked.
"Haha alright. Tell Mum and Dad I'll be on a stroll for me."
"Sure." and with that, I left the premises.

I was heading for the park. Snow days were hard to get around but that's why you wear boots, leggings, and a camisole with a cardigan. I was used to the cold and so this was enough for me. A group of friends and I always hit the park on snow days. It's our thing.  But then again, this only happens when the snow doesn't rise so high. Today was preferably one of the easiest days to get around. Step after step, I managed in one piece relieving myself onto the park grounds.

There was snow scattered in every corner as I walked over to a hoodie. “3’ o clock.” I whispered motioning over to a bench. I removed my boots and threw on a pair of black and red knee high converse on. Removing my cardigan, I walked over another hoodie. “3” I muttered grabbing the square box in his hand.

Setting the object down, I backed off as it flipped open spitting out random sounds. Hoodies from all corners of the park came together (me being part of them) and jammed off like nobody’s business as the the never ending volume of the music increased.

Not soon after, half the neighbourhood was gathered around despite the snow. Being the lead dancer of the girls, I had to be in charge of most of the idea. Sure we loved to dance but what about our entrance, music, and exit? With the final touchdown, all of the boys flipped on their hoodies and ran off as us girls flipped our way to the change rooms. “Nice work ladies.” I chuckled.

Sneaking my way out of the change room, I walked behind the park in a floral playsuit and some flats. As expected, my boyfriend was there to pick me up. The snow was barely gone now and he had rode over here in his Dad’s motorcycle. Lifting me up, he set me on the back seat as I curled my arms around him.

He had dropped me off a block away as my Dad didn’t really like him. Thanking him I walked along the sidewalk reaching for my keys. As I slid through my gate, I had realized that even though I wasn’t aloud to, I was doing every single thing I wanted. Nobody could stop be from what I love and nobody can chose what my life is like. I'll dance, I'll get a new phone... My life is a flawless bliss.


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