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    Dream

    By Isabella Cester

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    Jasmine Marino attends a private all-girls school, known as her hell. She's different from all of the other girls, who are mainly interested in fashion, makeup and boys. Jasmine is still a tomboy at heart; she loves to draw and play video games. All she wants is someone she can relate to. Will she ever find that person?

    Drastic changes pop up along the way. From losing friends to moving to the other side of town, Jasmine learns to deal with what lies ahead of her. But how does she cope?

    A chance of what appears to be a lifetime is all that it takes to make Jasmine shine. What could that chance be? Only one way to find out!

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherIsabella Cester
    Release dateFeb 13, 2011
    ISBN9781458130976
    Dream
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    Isabella Cester

    Isabella Cester is a seventeen year old student who has a natural interest and talent in writing. While most of her writing techniques are self-taught, her family and friends play a big role in motivating her towards her goals.Isabella's first and latest eBook, 'Dream', will be her first published book. Isabella started writing her own stories from a young age, creating her first comic at the age of ten and attempted to write novels from twelve years old.She plans to write and publish many more stories in the future. Dream will be just the start. Isabella appreciates the support from all of her readers - you have certainly made her dream come true!

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      Dream - Isabella Cester

      DREAM

      By

      Isabella Cester

      Published by Isabella Cester at Smashwords

      Copyright 2011 Isabella Cester

      Smashwords Edition, License Notes

      This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author

      CHAPTER ONE

      THE STORY OF MY LIFE

      At thirteen years of age, all I wanted was a real friend. To me, that was someone who could just accept me as I am; someone to share common morals and interests with. I had come from a primary school where my classmates and I liked to play handball and basketball at lunch time, even under the beaming sunlight in the middle of February, to a private all-girls school full of fresh faces, empty handball courts, and where the basketball court was strictly out-of-bounds unless you had a P.E lesson. Between Years Seven and Eight, I think recess and lunchtime were the only two most boring parts of the day for me; sounds crazy, but they were. I felt like a puppy abandoned by its owner, although I did eventually find ways to pass the time, like drawing, catching up on homework, or hopping on to one of the computers in the library to play a game or two.

      Judging by that, I probably sound like some anti-social nerd, but I did have one friend named Cristina, who I could barely classify as a friend. We met after the principal introduced us on Orientation Day, a day where we were all in our preppy primary school dresses, ready to make the transition into high school. I admired her for her Italian charm and cultural similarities, the fact that she owned a Siberian Husky and how we both liked the colour pink. But things weren’t so tutti-frutti for much longer...

      You’re probably wondering, why did you have a friend that was like everyone else? Well, I’d have to admit, I was an absolute whimp in Year Seven. Almost anyone could fool or boss me around, or dominate me. I was always too scared to stand up for myself, and I was pretty gullible too. I thought it would be cool to have a friend that’s like the rest, so that I could associate with other girls in my year, and therefore creating more friends. But I was wrong...

      Year Seven started in February 2006. I was bursting of optimism, happiness and smiles. A new start! I thought to myself. I was even looking forward to starting new subjects like Design Tech, so that I could kick-start my dream career in Interior Designing. It was something I was planning out since the previous year.

      Later on that term, I noticed that Cristina wasn’t the Cristina I met back on Orientation Day. What happened to the quiet, mature Italian girl I met last year? Instead, she turned out to be a loud, immodest girl who was far too obsessed with her appearance and showed off about her materialistic life at every given opportunity. What exactly changed her from cute to cunning? What happened?

      I started to feel betrayed and unaccepted by most students in Year Seven from the beginning of Term Two. Actually, it effected me so bad that I started to cry - at everything. These feelings were all new to me. They felt uncalled for. It was something I wanted to avoid at all costs, but couldn’t.

      Apart from my anxiety breakdown and a few monstrous students, Year Seven remained to be an alright year. It probably had the most severe emotional rollercoaster ride I would ever have in my school life, but I did accomplish a few new things, such as debating against schools I had never heard of before, participating in public speaking and even representing the school in Tennis and Soccer.

      In addition, Cristina and I were still friends throughout the rest of Year Seven. Not exactly the best of friends, but friends nevertheless.

      Fast-forward to Year Eight, and we both saw a few hills ahead of us. While we weren’t in the same classes anymore, new European exchange students came to our school, and Cristina basically ‘adopted’ them all. I faced some new challenges, such as having no friends in classes and having totally different (and even some new) teachers. It was almost like I was starting Year Seven all over again!

      At lunchtime, I decided to build up my confidence and sit with Cristina’s group. While I didn’t exactly see it as the best option and while I would rather continue my drawings in the library, I did miss socialising, even if Cristina wasn’t the best girl for me to interact with. I would normally hang out with Cristina’s new foreign buddies; Francesca, Ashley and Mia. While all of them were skinny with perfect bodies and skin, they all expressed different styles and looks. Francesca had deep black hair with curly locks at the end, and bushy yet elegantly groomed eyebrows. Ashley was a perfectionist (at least that’s what she wanted people to believe). She was the skinniest of the four, with a bony structure and dead straight, light brown hair that went past her bust. She used to bring in her pet Chihuahua, Fifi, to school until the principal found out. Yep, you guessed it - Fifi was also perfectly groomed and was always carried in her designer doggy bag, of course.

      Mia was the typical Italian - tanned skin, brown hair with natural caramel highlights, a beauty spot just like Marilyn Monroe and gorgeous brown eyes. She always bought Italian food like pasta, salads, European delicacies and biscuits to share with the group. Last but not least, there was Nicole. She was the only non-European in the group, but she was loved for her cute and senseless nature, and the group seemed to thrive on that for some reason. Nicole had bluey-green eyes and brown locks.

      I was the only one who didn’t really talk much in the group. I just laid back and listened to all of the gossip they were saying to each other.

      "On Saturday I went out to The Bay with Mum and Zia Luciana and guess who comes out of the coffee shop next

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