Dream On

The fanfic for Alena and Eliska. The story will be in 3rd person, will be long, but each chapter will revolve only around one of the girls.

Alena and Eliska have been living in New York, New York for just shy of a year. Their father was murdered and the killer has never been found. Since then, they've been living in foster care with two other orphans who've suffered. Will the girls ever find truth in piles of lies? Thinkaboutthisname 00:16, May 23, 2010 (UTC)

Chapter One, Alena
Alena lied on her uncomfortable mattress, listening to her alarm play her least favourite song. It was some Linkin Park song that she could never bear to listen to. Of course, she had to live with music like that at school. Alena'd much rather listen to her old favourite song, Jednou by Gipsy.cz. She missed her old home in České Budějovice.

Pulling herself out of bed, Alena walked towards the bathroom, grabbing her towel from it's place on her closet door. The light in the bathroom was already on and a voice was humming, horribly off tune, with an English song. The blonde teen rapped lightly on the door. Her twin sister, Eliska, opened the door, a hairbrush in hand and her light blue towel wrapped tightly around her body.

"Out, I need to shower," Alena rubbed at her eyes. She could hardly see without her contacts, which were in the bathroom.

"Fine," Eliska murmured, setting down her hairbrush and stumbling out of the small steamy room. Alena often made fun of her sister's clumsiness, even though she wasn't the most graceful girl ever.

After a hot shower, the older Czech girl made her way downstairs to eat breakfast. Surely enough, Eliska was there, chatting with Niels, the Danish boy. From what Alena'd heard, which wasn't much, Niels had lived in Denmark until he was five, then moved to Norway until he was seven. His father had left his mother and he stayed with his mother. The two of them had then moved to New York. The rest, no one knew and Niels didn't tell.

Alena made herself a bowl of cereal and a slice of toast. She sat and mostly listened to her obnoxious sister and Niels talk, once in a while throwing in a word or two. While the three teens sat around, their foster mother woke up. She was a very pretty lady and asked the kids to call her by her first name, Angelina.

"Hurry up, bus comes around in a half-hour, all of you." Angelina pestered, hand-brushing her chocolate brown hair.

Alena hurriedly finished her breakfast and headed upstairs to change. Angelina sent all her foster children to a private school. That meant uniforms. She slipped into her uniform and did her makeup. The school allowed minimal makeup but nothing like blush, lip stick, eye liner, and eye shadow. Alena grabbed her book-bag and waited patiently for her sister.

While the elder sister waited outside Eliska's room, she read her favourite piece of French literature. Les Miserables. She'd read it several times before and was quite fond of it. The depth, the twisted plot, and the risks that Victor Hugo had taken to write it... all of it perplexed her, and she often found herself reading it when there was nothing new to read.

"Ready," Eliska stepped out of her room. She wore the same amount of makeup as her sister and the only real way to tell them apart was their hair length and eye colour.

"Let's go, then," Alena tucked her book away in her bag and started for the stairs. She couldn't get the upcoming scene of her book out of her mind. ''Eponine is about to get shot through the hand. And die. What fun. ''

The twins waited for the bus in silence. Eliska listened intently to her iPod, which Alena could hear from a few feet away. She tried to ignore it and read on but it was some song that she despised with a passion. Turning to her sister, Alena placed her bookmark in and snapped her book shut.

"Zavřel, že věc se," Alena spat sharply. (A/N:: Google translate was used so it's not perfect. Meaning: Shut that thing up.)

Eliska gave her older twin an annoyed look. "Drž si nahoru." (A/N::"Shut yourself up.")

"Vypni to, nebo jsem si ho rozmlátit." (A/N:: "Turn it off or I get to smash it.")

"Ne! Byl to dárek k narozeninám od maminky! Ona tě nenávidí pokud to rozbil!" (A/N:: "No! It was a birthday present from mum! She'd hate you if you broke it!")

"Maminka je mrtvá, debile. Ona by to jedno." (A/N:: "Mum is dead, moron. She wouldn't care.")

Eliska turned her head away, along with noticeably changing the volume. An awkward silence hung over the sisters as their bus pulled up. They clambered on, Eliska nearly tripping over her own feet as she did. Alena sat next to her friend Skyler Mackenzie.

"Hey," Skyler grinned, moving her bag off of the seat beside her. "How're you?"

"Good. And you?" Alena murmured, plopping down onto the seat and smiling tentatively at her friend.

"Amazing. My mum told me I was going to some awesome summer camp this year. And she said I might be able to bring you and your sister."

Alena cringed, gaze looking away from Skyler and towards her sister, who sat with her friend, blabbing away. "That sounds really nice. Thank you for the offer. I'll ask my mum." She always referred to Angelina that way. It made her feel normal inside.

"I can't wait. She -- my mum -- says there's like, archery and horse-back riding there. It sounds so cool! I can't wait!"

"Summer break only happens in a week, Sky."

"I know, but still! She says that Jakob has to come though." Skyler scoffed, rolling her eyes. Jakob was her younger brother. They were a lot like the Skalsky twins, often fighting and not very fond of each other.

"Maybe he and Eliska will be best friends." Alena chuckled at the thought of the young boy and her sister ever becoming friends.

The bus ride was always fun for Alena but she couldn't say the same about school. She'd learned most of the Math last year and she was failing English, which wasn't surprising. She made her way to her desk, looking over her notes before Mrs Munoz walked in. All through her class, Alena felt dizzy and spacey. She got up just as the bell rang, walking slowly and carefully towards the door. The noise of the one-minute bell intensified, causing the Czech teen to black out in the middle of the classroom.