Wings Of #life Chapter 2 "NIGHT! Night!" I was hearing faintly, I woke up and grabbed my shoulder to realize it wasn't in pain. "Your going to be late if you don't move your ass." I heard a male voice call. My brother, Alex. I had the dream again, I have been having it for months now and I was tired of it. What was with the wings, and why when I wake up do I miss them? I slowly get out of bed and pull on a pair of jeans and a shirt. I quickly brush my hair and pull on my converse. "Night hurry your ass up or I will leave you here." My brother yelled, he wasn't a nice guy really but he is ok. I walked down stairs and I found him gathering up his stuff to leave. "I'm here I'm here." I said out of breath. My brother was always in a rush, I didn't think he ever had time to just sit and relax. "Night where are your glasses?" He asks and I quickly grab them. I actually didn't need them but since my eyes were a grayish blue people said that I did. And my brother would not stop bothering the doctor till he gave me some. All they were was a frame with glass. I think my brother hated me, he never let me look the way I wanted to, always how he wanted. We walked out the door and I hopped in his truck. My bag was in the back and we drove to school. I stared out the window the whole time, my mind floating back to the dream. I rubbed my shoulder and winced at remembering the pain. "Hey wimp, what you wincing for?" My brother asked. "Nothing." I mutter moving my brown hair into my eyes. We get to the school and I jump out of the truck and head to my first class. My mind was still reeling from the dream an I wasn't paying attention when I ran into someone. (Comment if you think Night should be gay or straight, I can't decide)