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rank 5911
word count 48525
date submitted 03.03.2011
date updated 30.11.2012
genres: Fiction, Fantasy
classification: moderate
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Fallen Awake

Daniela Lara

Imagine waking into a new dimension, where you are the protagonist of the merging of two parallel realities? Jasmine's existence is no ordinary journey...

 

Jasmine Penner believes herself to be an ordinary college student, exploring a world of career options for the future, in the humble, industrialized city of Hamilton Ontario - Little does she know the mystical magnitude of decisions the future holds in store for her. Her mother Deb possesses a particular sixth sense that intuites her of Jasmine's supernatural nature. But where powerful forces are concerned, there are always polar opposites: positive and negative, good and evil, light and darkness.
Jasmine delves deeper into this supernatural realm and soon realizes the forces she is dealing with - But the deeper she delves, the more mysterious her world becomes. In her journey, she crosses paths with a likewise powerful being - Helios. He guides Jasmine in the right direction, but is limited in how much he can devulge. To make matters more complicated, his antagonist, Erebus, is equally powerful and very persuasive. Jasmine's true quest is in jeopardy - challenged with constant circumstances and clues, as her foggy reality teases her with morcels of information. Jasmine is deterimined more than ever to chase after her destiny, clinging to the hope that she will serve a purpose...

Stay tuned for sequels in progress.

 
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What a musty, haze-hovered, lazy Saturday afternoon it was in ‘The Hammer’. Let me rewind for a second. Hamilton Ontario was nick-named that for a reason; as well as ‘Steel City’. Well if you’re not familiar with Hamilton here’s the scoop. It’s the main hub for industrialism in the region, and probably the province. Not to mention the fact that Dofasco and Stelco are established right in the pit of it, well, the armpit that is, to name a couple of hard core industrial leaders. This also explains the fact that Hamilton can easily spotted from a distance, due to the enormous bubble of smog that encompasses it. You’re probably guessing it’s not the most glamourous place to live. Bingo. Well, let’s just say the night life’s not exactly booming either, that’s why my friends and I prefer either the outskirts such as Burlington, Oakville and the Mega City of Toronto for fun. Ah yes, T.O.’s the place to be if you wanna feel alive, but as for traffic, crime and cost of living, that’s a whole other ball game. That’s why I choose to reside in my cozy, little niche in good old Hamilton. Having said that, after a long, boisterous night of partying with Jen, just the thought of getting up was exhausting. But, a girl needs to get hydrated after six shots of vodka, a bloody Caesar and, well, I can’t really remember much after that. As I hauled my ass to the kitchen to grab some water, I caught a glimpse of Jen, sprawled out on my sofa in the living room like a damn dead cat! I chuckled to myself thinking, her head is soooo not gonna appreciate last night when she wakes up. I figured I’d be a good buddy and just let her sleep off her hangover. I settled for watching ‘One and a Half Men’ re-runs, and mocked some ditzy chicks on one of those ridiculous ‘marry-a-millionaire’ reality shows. As if they could hear me. I’d like to give them each a shot upside the head! Too bad my LCD screen wouldn’t appreciate the damage much. Pity.  It wasn’t long before my boyfriend Tom called. He too had a drinking night out with the boys. “What’s up babe?”

“Not much, just got up”

“Yeah so did I, and I’m watching gold-digging air heads fight like hawks over one nasty lookin’ rich dude. Real exciting” I said as I chomped on a banana.

Jaz, Is Jen still there?” (Jasmine Penner by the way, but everyone calls me Jaz)

“Yeah she crashed here, she looks like a train wreck but I’m sure she’ll be fine. Tell Jim not to worry about her!”

“Yeah he tried calling her but she won’t answer her cell, I guess that explains it. Tell me the truth did she pick up any dudes last night?”

“Like I’d even tell you that with Jim there and all. The answer is nooooo she did not! Stop getting Jim to fight his battles through you. And for the record, she was a good girl last night”. (Relatively speaking)

Jen Snyder is my best friend. She tends to get quite sassy, for lack of a better word, when she drinks.  I’ve pretty much took the role of her body guard/babysitter, when things got really sticky. And I mean literally sticky. I had to practically peal her off this jock dude once, when she insisted she was going to leave the club with him one night. She had one too many Yager Bombs and didn’t want to listen to reason. This being the main reason why there are problems between her and her boyfriend. This is also the main reason I decided to take things slow with Tom. A girl’s gotta have her freedom, ya know? Not that I’m some dirty ho or anything, but settling down at the age of 21 isn’t exactly what I have in mind. Tom and I get along pretty well, and he’s sweet. We’ve pretty much been high school sweethearts on and off, but I’d say our relationship is more on a platonic level more than a deep, romantic one. I’ve always felt safe with him, and content, but I don’t think I’ve ever really experienced fire works with him, nor had I with anyone else for that matter. Unless I count George Clooney and Gavin Rossdale in the mix. Ya, what?  So I have a thing for older guys.  Just as I hung up the phone with Tom, I was a little startled by Jen’s groggy voice as she started stretching her limbs like a wild cat. 

“Hey dude, I don’t feel so good, could you grab me a glass of water?”

Ya man, I told you to settle down last night. Jim’s been trying to get a hold of you, and as always he gets Tom to call MY cell to get to you”

“I’ll call him later; I just really need some water right now, and maybe some Advil?”

“I’ll get right on that” I shot back at her sarcastically, yet obediently gave in to her requests.

She was still in her ho-bag black miniskirt, and stripper hooter top. I have to admit, she did look kinda crack-whorish with her black eye-liner circles under her eyes, and her crazy frizz-ball hair. I loved her regardless. I’ve always hung out with Jen, at least for as far back as I could recall. It felt like we were sisters. Since grade nine we’d been inseparable. However, that didn’t mean we didn’t have our differences. It’s amazing how close you can be with someone, yet how clashingly different you can still be. I was always a bit more ‘grounded’ so to speak. She was more of a ‘free-spirited’ as some may choose to call it. Others might call it ‘ho-bag-ish’.  She has always been known to be boy-crazy, and a little too outgoing. I always found her fun and flamboyant. How’s that for a word? I can’t believe I just used it to describe my best friend. She’d probably back hand me if she knew that. She moved to Hamilton from Georgia when she was ten, and I always liked to tease her about her twangy accent. I do find it entertaining. Again, another back hand upside the head almost earned. Of course the fact that she has platinum blonde hair and a decent set of hooters doesn’t help her image. Me? On the contrary. I have long black hair down the middle of my back, and have a bit of an olive complexion. My mom says I get it from my grandma who was part Greek. Anyways, I wouldn’t say I look bad myself. I’m just not all caught up in how tip-top I look twenty- four- seven. But I do like myself a good party!  Last night was awesome! We went to the ‘Circa Night Club’ in Toronto. There’s not much to do for fun in these parts, so one’s only option is to drive to the next best city. I do think I went a bit overboard myself with the drinking this time though, ‘cuz I could swear I’ve been seeing a silver lining around the clouds, and other weird, random stuff. And we’ve established that there is absolutely NO silver lining in Hamilton. Perhaps a hazy, blackened radioactive smog, yes, silver lining, no.

“Ah crap! I have to finish my damn project this weekend! It’s due first thing Tuesday morning!” I realized with frustration. I had no clue what direction I was going to point my life in, therefore I settled for a time killer. General Arts and Sciences.  The program is supposed to give me a little taste of different fields, so that I could make up my mind with what I want to do with myself later on.  Can you say mission unsuccessful? I’m in my last term, and I’m more confused now than I was when I first stepped into the program. Talk about life’s cynical irony.

“I have to do some stupid paper on how to save the f-ing environment! Seriously, not to sound like a pessimist, but the environment is taking a spiraling downfall. The government hasn’t exactly done the best it can to preserve it.”  I blurted out. Lake Ontario is a perfect example. I don’t even wanna open that can of worms. The Hammer has a bad enough rap for smog, and between you and I, I think we’re breathing some pretty bad radioactive matter. If you take a stroll downtown, it won’t take much to see what I’m talking about. Before my mind began cynically wandering in thoughts of how mutated and glow-in-the-dark our community would become in the near future, I was abruptly interrupted by Jen’s remark.

“Dude, just say you want to save the animals or some shit”

“The thing is, the class had a list of topics to choose from and that one was already taken. I’m stuck with either preserving our agriculture, or keeping our air clean. Seriously, I think in this city in order to preserve your lungs, you’re better off smoking. At least you have a filter. “I chuckled and Jen joined in.

“Why do you think I smoke Jaz? I’m thinkin’ green!” she twanged jubilantly. I’ll admit I partake of a puff every now and then, but only socially at clubs.

“You even smoke the greens!” I chucked. “I occasionally consume on weekends! So consider me a part-time beginner in the ‘lung-preservation-club!’” I said dorkishly.  Seriously, I think I even let out a snort at the end of that one.

“At this point, I call every man for himself! Save your own lungs before it’s too late!” she twanged again. “I think I’ll call Jim to come pick me up so you can work on your project” she said as she swiped her cell phone out of her tiny ass faux snake skin purse. Yeah really. 

“I think it’s about time you call him back, he’s kinda worried”

“Oh shucks, he’s got nothin’ to worry about” she said in a more southern accent than usual, followed by a wink, and a little country-diva head tilt.

“We both know you’re lying” I replied with a raised brow.

“Quit doin’ that thing you do with your eyebrow. It freaks me out”

“That’s kinda the point” I said with a crooked smile, as I reached for my school bag, and with a sigh, I started ruffling though my endless nightmare of a project I had to complete by Monday, and I hadn’t even started.

 

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orma wrote 931 days ago

A very unusual voice. Great dialogue. Sounds young and modern.
I even like the parts where you talk to the reader.
I have to come back and read some more of this.
Very interesting plot.
Orma. Crystal Child

SunnyT wrote 1130 days ago

p.s. 6 stars:)

SunnyT wrote 1130 days ago

This book is amazing...I'm really looking forward to a sequel!

Dlara81 wrote 1138 days ago

Your book is awesome! I couldn't stop reading it once I started. I loved the humor in it and the way you describe every situation in such a detailed manner. I was totally immersed in the story and experienced a myriad of emotions as Jasmine's story developed. I've rated it with six stars.



I am so happy that you were able to put yourself into the character's skin!!! I'm so flattered that my book was able to impact you on so many levels:) Thank you! I appreciate your comment and support!

Diana_MX wrote 1139 days ago

Your book is awesome! I couldn't stop reading it once I started. I loved the humor in it and the way you describe every situation in such a detailed manner. I was totally immersed in the story and experienced a myriad of emotions as Jasmine's story developed. I've rated it with six stars.

Dlara81 wrote 1143 days ago


Im completely flattered, especially coming from you!
I have to say I've had the great pleasure of reading part of your book 'Titanic: Rose Dawson's Story" and I was intregued! I've likewise rated with six stars! Keep up the great work!:)

There is a very believable quality to your writing which I admire. The detailed commentaries of the narrator make Jasmine come to life for the reader. Fallen Awake is a very imaginative work I've rated with six stars.

Walden Carrington
Titanic: Rose Dawson's Story

Walden Carrington wrote 1143 days ago

There is a very believable quality to your writing which I admire. The detailed commentaries of the narrator make Jasmine come to life for the reader. Fallen Awake is a very imaginative work I've rated with six stars.

Walden Carrington
Titanic: Rose Dawson's Story

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