My Sixth Sense

My Sixth Sense 02

    "Huh? Oh sorry." My voice cracked. I tried to stand up, but I was in such a shock that I couldn't. Corey had to carry me into first period and set me in my chair.

     "What happened?" Selena worried.

     "Oh, I nearly-- uh--" I was hyperventilating.

     "She nearly fainted when she found out we had the same dream." he said, "Wouldn't you be creeped out if you had the same dream as one of your best friends?"

     "Well I suppose..." Selena's voice was drained out by the announcements.

     How did he know I was lying to him! He said, when she found out we had the same dream. Does that mean it wasn't a dream? Did that really happen? How could we have the same dream? I had a lot to think about.

There I stood, my bags packed full, infront of Corey's house. I double checked the address to make sure I was in the right place. The mansion I stared at seemed to be exactly where I'll be working. I was escorted inside by one of his many butlers; however, this wasn't your average wrinkley old-timey Englishman; it was a twenty year old man. Young and fresh as ever.

"Hey, Karly! What do you think of my place?" he shouted over the music booming through the sound system in the basement. He was dressed in baggy jeans and a black t-shirt over a white long sleeve shirt. He held a white helmet in his left hand and rest his right arm on my shoulder. "Come check out my ramps!"

"No way! You skateboard?" I was excited. He lead me into the huge basement filled with ramps, half pipes, benches and stairs. "Dude, it's like a skate park in here!"

"Duh, that's kind of the point." he teased, "I got you a skateboard, too." He ran upstairs and grabbed a blue, white, and black checkered skateboard and I wanted to run up and squeeze him!

"How'd you know my favorite colors?" I was jumping up and down now.

"Dude's intuition." He winked, "But you can't skate now. You have to unpack in your new room."

"Oh yeah, okay walk me there."

On my way there, I saw a huge kitchen full of chefs and waiters, an arcade, an indoor pool, a dance club, four empty bedrooms, three bathrooms, until finally; my room. The walls were painted black, the bedset was a blue and black abstract design with white pillows and white sheets, the curtains were blue beads hanging in a string down from the ceiling, there was a white carpet on the black floor, blue bean-bags, a blue laptop on a white desk, and a lovely blue lamp next to a black book shelf piled high with R. L. Stine, J. A. Jance, and Stephen King books.

"Oh my gosh! Thanks so much!" I kissed his cheek and grinned, "You're the best friend ever!"

"You hungry?" Corey asked. "Nah, I'm too overwhelmed!" I laughed. "Well then let's go look around the house," he said, "You'll need this for your job." he handed me a white and black mini dress with ruffles and lace. "Sorry it's so short, I didn't know your size." "Oh, that's okay. I didn't know that I had to wear a uniform." I said confused. "It tells everybody else that you're working here and not just a random stranger." Corey explained. I nodded my head and put it on anyway. It was kind of short, but it was comfy, too. I was kind of happy because it gave shape to my flat chest and fit my waist perfectly. I put my hair up in a ponytail and he gave me a white ruffled headband. "Okay, so can you show me your family now?" I asked. "They're out of town for a few days on a business trip." he lied. "Did they take your siblings with them?" I wandered off looking around the gigantic house. I stumbled upon his room. He had a twin sized bed infront of the television. His blanket was black and blue and he had a huge flat screen tv. The walls were white, but the carpeted floor was black. Remembering the four empty rooms, I asked, "Do you live alone?" "So what if I do?" he replied.  

     "So you live alone?!" I exploded in rage, "Then why am I here?!"

     "Because I get lonely and you're my only friend..." Corey whispered.

     "What happened to your parents and your brothers and sisters?" I lowered my voice a little in respect.

     "My mom is a really famous astronomer and I haven't seen my dad since I was born." he frowned, "I have two older sisters who are in college living in apartments near Mom and an older brother who is now married with eight kids."

     "So you're the youngest? Who's your mom?" I asked.

     "Kristyn Freed; well, that's her maiden name. She never told me her current name." he giggled.

     "OH MY GOSH! You're Kristyn's son?!" I raised my voice again.

     "Ssshhh!!!" he hushed, "Nobody else in the house knows that! I don't want the house to be swarming with screaming chefs and butlers!" We sat down and I showed him a couple of pictures of my family from my phone. It was a little strange that I was, but for some reason I trusted him. Sitting in his room, we were head to head and very comfortable with where we were. It felt almost like I was already at home. He was like a brother to me and I respected the friendship that we had. While I was showing him pictures I drew, he began to playfully nudge me with his shoulder. I nudged him back harder trying to tell him to knock it off and he fell over. He stood back up and was laughing so hard that I fell on him. I didn't have anytime to think and I barely caught myself from hitting my head on his. My hands pressed down on the ground and pinned him to the floor. My eyes were filled with shock when I found that I had accidentally kissed him because of my clumsiness. Blushing, I stood up and wiped my mouth and thought hard. I don't even like him like that! we're just friends! Wait, Didn't I already have this dream?  I was still thinking to myself when Corey was laying out on the floor just as shocked as I was.

     "Did our dream just happen?" He said in shock.

     "I think so." I replied, "But this time you didn't--" he pulled me back down and kissed me again. I struggled to pry his fingers from the back of my head, but he really was strong! He finally let go and flashed the same straight and white smile as his mom's.

     "Now the whole dream really happened." He grinned.