Elena

     She often had trouble getting out of bed in the morning. Her bed was so warm and fluffy and the morning dreams were idyllic. She would dream of being successful  in school and work, an idea her co-workers would say was indeed that, a dream. She could lay there past noon most days, and did except when her mother or sister crabbed on her.  It didn't help her situation that she stayed out too late, but staying out was enchanting. She consorted with various permutations of  premeditated people, mostly though with Stacey, her compatriot and Blaine, her steamy lover. But today she had no trouble rousing, she skipped out of bed, discarded the torpor, and was ready to go. Today was Elena's birthday. Watch out world, she mused. She was the big 19 and people were going to start to take her seriously...