Forever In My Dreams (On Hold)

Chapter 2

(Miranda's POV continued)

I was completely mesmerized. Was I still dreaming? Was my imagination just playing a sick joke on me? How is this even happening right now?

"Are you okay?" he asked, and I realized I was staring. I quickly looked away, blushing.

"Yea, im fine. Thanks for...ah...catching me?"               

He chuckled. "No problem."

I gave him a small, fake smile before abruptly turning around and walking away. I was still blushing, and I felt absolutely ridiculous.

Okay, so this guy KINDA SORTA ALMOST BUT NOT REALLY resembled Dessen. But that's just crazy talk, right? He can't be real. He's just a dream. A simple dream, thought up subconsciously by a teenage girl with an over-active imagination.

This is so freaking stupid.

I'm freaking out over nothing, he's just some random guy that I’ve never ever met before.

So... it wouldn't be a problem to avoid him right?

I had managed to rationalize the whole situation before I had even made it to first period, but then I walked into the classroom and just stared.

He was sitting in my seat. Mystery dude....was sitting. in. my. seat.

So now i have to like talk to him to get him to move right? WRONG. I’ll just sit somewhere else.

Mostly everyone was already in a seat though, and as I looked around the room trying to find a seat... I noticed that the only available one was next to him.

Really, now? REALLY?

Someone up there hates me with a freaking burning passion.

I kept my eyes on the floor as I walked to the seat. I pretended like he didn't even exist as i sat down and took out my notebook, preparing to take endless amounts of notes.

"Hey." he said.

Dammit. I can't just ignore him can I? I may be a loner, and ridiculously shy.... but im not rude.

I sighed. "Hi."

Just then the teacher came in and started talking. I silently thanked the heavens and prayed he wouldn't have another chance to talk to me before I was able to get away from him.

This is so pathetic. I have serious issues if I can't even face a guy that looks KINDA like Dessen.  its not like he talks like him, or walks like him, or dresses like him. And there's no way he laughs like him. Dessens laugh is one in a million.

But he was just a dream.

I was in love with a dream.

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Luckily for me, lunch came rather quickly. I grabbed my lunch from my locker and quickly made my way to the library.

My own personal sanctuary.                               

I was about to walk through the double doors when someone grabbed my arm.

I felt tiny electric currents go through my arm. My heart stopped. As I slowly turned around, I felt my cheeks flush. He smiled at me.

"Hey. Where are you headed?”

I cleared my throat. “To the library...”

“Isn’t it lunch time?”

“......Yea.”

He just looked at me.

“Ok well, bye.” I said quickly as I removed my arm from his grip. I had just walked through the double doors when he called “Hey Jade? Can I come with you?”

I stopped.

“What did you call me?”

“Uh...Jade? Isn’t that your name?”

“Its my middle name... no one at this school knows me as Jade, I use my first name.”

He gazed at me... his eyes were smoldering.

“What’s your name?" I asked him, practically dreading the answer.

“Dessen.”