Sally

=**The Repeated Movie**=

The tap has been running for a while now. Water so clear, you cup your hands and almost see your reflection. But what do you see? Long, blond, wavy hair; tied into a bun. Eyes so blue, you could almost see the ocean. Skin colored light brown, could have blended in with the desert’s tan. Chin and nose chiseled perfectly by God’s gracious hand. Her angelic face can at times contradict her inner most courageous beast. While getting ready for bed, she wonders about what movie she had just seen that evening. So curious about what she thinks will happen to the world.

“Jane, go brush your teeth and get in bed.”

You’d think an 18 year old girl wouldn’t need their mum to remind herself to get ready for bed. Closing the bathroom door ad entering her bedroom, she feels the cool wave of air hitting her check bone and quickly reacts to closing the window. Outside there was a full moon and stars hovering over the sky. The dark, blue, sky; so beautiful and calming. Jane would stare at the ocean of stars for minutes every night, waiting for her eyes to blink. Always so zoned out, like she was in another world. Her parents could never get a single word out of her.

Ever so slightly, would her eyes close softly while she gave all her will power to try to keep them open. Dreaming of endless life, how it would be like to life forever. Thoughts about the movie would come up and appear rapidly and just change the dream. Once she started re- watching the movie in her head, her favorite seen would have come up, Nicolas Cage was her icon. This was one of the reasons why she loved that movie. The dream took place in Berlin. Cold, windy evening, everyone seems tense, like they where just waiting for someone to pick a fight. Random people just eying each other down. There wasn’t a child in sight. Everyone dressed in dark colors, the brightest color you would see is the green beautiful grass waiting to freeze at night.

Jane also dressed in black, or was it that her dream wasn’t colored. Her perfrel vision caught a shadow in the alley behind a building. Something inside of her wanted to take the chance and find out what the guy was up to.Entering into a bar, she realizes that she mustn’t be seen. So she pulls up her black hoody over her head and brings her hair in her hoody so her hair wasn’t visible. Her eyes are set on the tall man. Boom! Jane’s heart stopped, looking down to her right shoulder, someone’s hand was on it. Black and brown glove, griping it tightly.

“Who brought you hear?”

He asks, still looking down. There was someone beside him, it was a woman.

“I said, who brought you hear?”

“No one, I just thought I would be aloud to come in hear.”

Not telling the full truth, of course. The man raised his head and revealed his identity. It was Nicolas Cage and the woman was Rachel Wesiz.

“What would a detective want in a bar?” Nicolas asked

I was looking around, what was he talking about? Someone beside ordered a large drink and just put it on the table, waiting for the costumer to ask what he wanted. I looked at the glass and the reflection wasn’t Jane. I looked into my pocket and wallet with a few hundred bills in it, it had __her__ i.d and __her__ name was Julia Bruwstene. She would have never known. She didn’t say anything to the other two, like she was going on with what Nicolas said.

“Let’s go” Nicolas said.

“Go where, what are you talking about?”

“Julia, have you been drinking already? You told us you could help us on a crime scene.” Rachel said.

“Right, right”

Like she knew what she was talking about. Getting in the taxi, Jane’s heart was beating so fast, what if she was caught? There she was again, dozing off. The car stopped. They all got out, while Nicolas paid the driver.

“Alright look, we only have one suspect, the victim is Alex Millger, there was one so called witness, her name she Charlie Daneilla.”

With eagerness, Jane rose up, took out her notebook that was, apparently always in her jacket and wrote everything down word for word.

“You getting all of this?” Rachel asked with a rough tone.

“Yup, I got it all down. So where was the crime scene?” Jane asked, hoping for someone to answer.

“It happened in the mall, in the bank. The victim was supervising it. Alex Millger was going into the storage room which was where he died. Charlie Daneilla clams that she walked in and just saw him on the ground. But Ally Bronwn says she saw Charlie with the knife in her hand, kneeling down toward Alex Millger. There were 3 thousand dollars were stolen. Right now, Charlie Daneilla is in jail because her hand print matches the knife hand print.

Jane was shocked and asked how she could remember all of that.

“I write things down too, you know” Rachel reapplied.

Jane’s mind was filled with questions like; why would someone kill another person in the mall and why would a costumer like Charlie be in a banks storage room, and why would Ally decide to open the door right at that second?

The answer was hitting her right in the face, maybe they were both in it and Ally tricked Charlie in doing the dirty work. Zoom! It felt like time flew, she was looking up right at the clock, it was 3:30 at night. What a dream, she thought to herself, this is what she gets for watching mystery movies so much.