I dreamt about anything a girl in high school might dream about. Boys. But that night, I only dreamt about Emmett. We had gone on a date to the movies and shopping center. He held my hand the whole time and even kissed me a few times. But when I woke up, it was because we got in a car crash. Our love story was over. Kind of like Romeo and Juliet, but dying at the same time.
But when the dream was over I julted forward with a huge gasp. Grace sluggishly looked torwards me, obviously upset that I disturbed her from writing and listening to Kerrie Roberts.
"What the..... hell is wrong with you?" She says with an extremely moodily.
"Nightmare! I don't really approve the cursing in my room. I only like it when I'm cursing in my room," I said matter-of-factly.
"Shut up," she said with a small smile and looked away.
"Let's put those Nerf guns to use! I want to shoot Jase! It seems fun!" I teased.
"Wow, it feels so nice that you feel like whipping my boyfriend's ass. Like this deep regard for him really warms the heart! How about I go shoot some Emmett ass?" She smirked with a hint of sarcasm.
"He isn't my boyfriend. At least not yet," I said turning away, blushing.
"Whatever."
A/N: I'm going to update next weekend. I don't really know how I'm going to transition the events right now so comment ideas! Goodbye!
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When I Met You In The Summer
Teen FictionThe name's Kelsey Morgan and this is my tragic love story. I laugh because now you have to read to really learn about this story. Please don't take any of my original ideas, because they take some work to make. Thanks!
