Thirsty Wings

It was only a mile to school. As I walked with my backpack behind me, I just hummed along, stretching my vocal chords any way I could to train my voice better. An artistic side of mine. Writing songs, singing......I loved to sing. It was such a release for me. If I was ever frustrated or sad, I would just lock myself in my room and sing my throat out. I wasn't really upset about anything today, but I seemed anxious about the day like I was awaiting for something to happen. My adrenaline never let up.

As I continued to hum out in my own quirky tunes, I began going through my dream I had last night…..it hit me like deja-vu, but stronger….

I was walking to school like I had this morning, just humming along the way. When I was about a couple of blocks away from my school, a deep green sports car came around the corner, ignoring the stop sign, twisting around up on the sidewalk at the crossroad just a few feet away from me. I stopped at exactly the moment I saw the car, knowing it was coming, but not knowing what to do. The car was rushing towards me……….just when it was sure to hit me, I felt as if I flew up in the air, hovering over the vehicle instead of being drug under and killed. Then I woke up.

I realized I stopped humming. I was getting very close to the crossroads from my dream. My adrenaline began coursing through my veins and making my heart become a hammer against my ribs. My breathing sped up and sweat began to pour.

What am I thinking? What do I have to be nervous about? It was just a dream! You are really losing it, girl.

I shook my head at my self and I kept on walking, against whatever my nerves had to say about it.  That’s when I heard it…

The sound of the car’s motor roared with fury as it came tearing through the stop sign and began to come up over the curb, racing towards me. My heart skipped several beats.

Move………..MOVE!!!!!

I couldn’t budge my muscles, they were frozen in such shock and terror that they refused to accept anything my brain had to say. Within a second, my mind braced itself for the pain that was coming, the blackness that would soon end me.

Without notice I felt wind blowing down on me, and everything in my vision blurred. I noticed a green streak pass underneath me, following the dust and leaves it left in the air. I was in the air. I heard the rubber of the tires rip up with a squeal as if the breaks were kicking into full gear. Everything came into focus, and the realization that had not come back down. I was still up in the air, or actually a tree for that matter.

I looked around me frantically trying to figure out what had happened, and saw nothing. I heard a car door close beneath me.  I began to climb down the tree, adrenaline rushing through me. A guy stood underneath, in total astonishment, staring at me. He had wispy brown hair with black streaks through it, tanned skin. He had a slender build, not really athletic, but fit from what you could see in his olive green shirt and tan khaki shorts. He was looking at me dressed in my denim capri pants and my favorite tribal designed black and orange t-shirt.

“Are you okay!?! I am so sorry! I didn’t realize I had hit the curb until I already done it! Are you okay?” He stumbled through his words, he seemed very bewildered. He kept walking closer to me.

“What the hell is wrong with you? You almost hit me! Of course I am not okay!” I yelled at him. He stopped moving and just looked at me like he was hallucinating.

“Almost? You were right there, I was sure I hit you! How could I have missed you?” he shrieked at me.

“Were you trying to hit me?” I asked him still apparently venting out all of my adrenaline pumping through my veins masked as frustration at him. How could I explain to him what happened? I didn’t even know what happened. I should have been seriously injured or dead.

“Absolutely not! That’s not what I meant.“ he cleared his throat then as he collected the words of his careful choice he said, “How did you get out of the way so fast? I saw you go up in the air. I was positive I hit you.”

“I just jumped out of the way, fight or flight or something.” I attempted to sound calm, but wasn’t making it happen. I wasn’t use to lying, let alone doing it under pressure. I wish I could speak the truth, but I was already not believing myself and feeling crazy. Any ways what would he think of it if I did tell him the truth? Overall I didn’t move a single inch even towards that tree let alone use any of my own energy to climb or jump it. How do you even explain this kind of thing to anyone? He just stood there, his mouth open, still in shock. I had to end this and get to school, to have time to sort through all of this.

“Whatever. I’m going to be late for school. Later.” and I turned back to my original path headed towards the school.

“Would you like a ride? It’s the least I could do, considering I almost killed you.”  He grinned at me, still with a shocked look, but more awkward than before.

“No thanks, I’m almost there any ways.” I said as I kept walking away from him.