All Chapters of Dreams Apart: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Blinking her eyelids, her sight came clearer and clearer until she met the cracks in a spiderweb patterns hanging in the ceiling with missing shingles. The girl groaned. "No, no!" She cried, her face screwed up as of she wanted to cry. "No!" She kicked her legs aimlessly in the air. "I made it clear to you to wake up before 'leven," a male voice resounded. "Because you tend to have imaginative thoughts at sunrise." Sheila got up straighter from the tattered bed, her face contorted in frustration. Her ginger medium hair disheveled and shadowing her shaggy ginger brows. Crossing her arms over her chest, she tugged her hair away from her face. "I dreamt of a certain servant 'bout to give me a crown," Sheila said. Michael Lovatta rais

Blazing sun shone through the Blue Castle College building, no clouds but a clear blue sky. Charles was staring in front of the chalk board. When he heard an audible whispering his ears, he whipped his head towards  an open window of the class. White and blue butterflies fleeted into the air, and standing a mile away from the window was a girl in a white robe. Charles narrowed his eyes, when he blinked, the girl disappeared and he found himself staring at a girl in class, her name was Yolanda. Thinking Charles was staring at her the whole time, she smiled, her cheeks turning into shades of red from blushing. Realising this, Charles turned his focus back to the chalkboard. Did he have a dream of the redhead girl with open eyes? How was that even possible? He chuckled to himself.

The next hour of that early evening, Sheila strolled from Northforth to Greenfalls, heading to Kateworm library. She wore a plain wear and tear sweater dress, with thigh-high socks, and black ballet flats. She's wearing a brown newsboy hat over her ginger hair.Last night, she couldn't sleep, her mind was filled with thoughts about the book. She has to get that book today or never, she told herself. Looking at the cream sky, she knew it was getting late. She quickened her pace, the library was closing at half five.After what seemed five minutes of trolling, she saw three young girls coming out of the library laughing loud, as they grasped onto borrowed books. As soon as they left her sight, she pushed open the heavy wooden door. Ms Kate was placing books back into their respected shelves. Sheila took a glance at Ms Kate's black chocola

Sheila sat on a green bench of the Holypark, eating her snacks. Her brother's view of the city bothered her, but she didn't let his opinion ruin her love for the city. It was Monday morning and it was rare to see anyone walking by the park, because most elites went to work to be more rich, and elites went to school to be more educated on being more rich. While dregs can't afford to go to school, or get employed, they become beggars by day and by night, or to some like Sheila, who wanders around the city, goes looking for what to take from the elites. Roaming her eyes, Sheila spotted an hawker across the streets seated at the corners selling newspapers on a fixed newstand to passersby. She cracked into a smile, and stood to her feet, throwing her plastic chips into the bin next to her. She adjusted her blue dress and hair.  As she

Later that day, Charles sat alone at the large beautiful garden, paved with rose beds. Shutting his eyes as in the time of meditation, he heard footsteps next to him. "What is it that you wanted to tell me, Mr Hensworth?" Charles asked, the familiar of peachy scent penetrated his nostrils. "Have you come to tell me good news or bad news? If it's good news stay, if not, depart from here. My father has put me in enough stress." Alabaster Hensworth chuckled, shaking his head. "What if it's both good news or bad news?" Charles sighed. "What do you want?" "The interpretation of your dream," he said nonchalantly, "Do you want to hear it?" Charles fluttered his eyes open and g