Carmen

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3:45 finally rolled around after literally forever and I have to walk home, because mom had a last minute business trip to attend in Idaho. So I'll be alone. By myself. All night. I know I'm 16, I got that, but come on...ugh you know.

I wish I could ask Melissa for a ride but she left early for a doctors appointment. I still have other ways of getting home, but I rather put on my big girl panties and suck it up. I put in my earphones and start walking, dreading my arrival home.

This wouldn't be my first night home alone. It's usually NIGHTS alone so I guess this is better, but still I rather not be by myself. I unlock and open the front door and I'm immediately greeted by a dark empty house. Taking off my shoes off, I run up to my room getting bed time clothes for a shower.
Although today was quite a long day, it was also a good one. The guy I thought never actually noticed me, does notice me.

I brush all the tangles out my hair and get into the shower standing under the water. After taking a shower and washing my hair, I dry off and get dressed. Letting my damp hair fall in natural waves and air dry, I go down to the kitchen trying to find something to eat. Of course mom being the most wonderful mom ever, made my favorite. Cajun styled Fettuccine. (A/N it's noodles, sausage, red bell peppers, and shrimp and a really freaking good spicy sauce!)
After eating I get started on homework. I don't know how I took advanced classes for 3 years. This crap is crucial, especially math. I doubt I need to know how to reflect a Dilation over the x-axis, like seriously?

I finally finish my homework and continue my nightly routine of watching Netflix. I turn my light off, getting lost under the covers, catching up on "Switched At Birth" (A/N I just started watching this show. I know. I know I'm super late but it really is good)
3 episodes later I start dozing off, but I keep trying to stay awake, because I know what's gonna happen. I know who I'm gonna see. I don't want to see him. I know I'm going to see him.

I keep trying to fight it, but every minute that passes I get closer and closer to falling asleep....and before I know it...I'm out like a light.

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I see him. He sees me. It's different. I don't feel scared. I feel normal, like nothing is wrong. He's acting different. He's not in his usual place by the window. He's laying next to me. In front of me. Close to me. He's staring in to my eyes, just like I'm staring into his. His eyes. They aren't red. They're hazel. Beautiful.
He puts his hands on both sides of my face. "Carmen, look at me" he whispered. I look at him confused...I am looking at him.
"No Carmen...really look at me."
I stare at him totally confused taken over by him. I don't know what's happening. Everything is wrong, but it feels right.
"Baby, I'm not going to hurt you. Trust me. Just look at me."
A wave of nostalgia floods into my mind...and I see Eli. Today at school. In math. I see him. My eyes slowly trail up to his face and its Eli's face. It's Eli.
Money cannot buy
All the love that's here tonight
It's just you and I
So lift your hands toward the sky
Lift your hands toward the sky....

My eyes snap open and I hear "Battle Cry" (Angel Haze ft. Sia) I look over to my side to see my phone ringing with my moms picture on it.

(Conversation)

Me- "Hey mom"

Mum- "Morning hunni I was just calling to make sure you were awake and getting ready for school."

Me- "Oh yah I'm already up. Been up actually." Lie

Mum- "Okay Hun well, I'll let you finish up, oh and I'll pick you up after school."

Me- "okay see you later. Love you.

Mum- "Love you too. Bye."

I roughly throw my phone on my bed in a daze. What was that? Had it been Eli all along? I couldn't be. They guy I saw before had red eyes....now that I think about it, his eyes are what stopped me from actually seeing him. Eli is the boy in my dreams. I don't get it.

I start getting dressed. I throw on a pair of jeans and a crop top. I walk over to the bathroom finishing my morning routine, along with straightening my hair and putting on make up. I had 20 minutes before I leave for school, so I decided to try to find information on the dreams I'm having.
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In dreams, we only see faces that we already know.

Recurring dreams may be your mind's way of telling you something.

Dreams are commonplace and don't require enough concentration to force you to remember them.

Lucid Dreaming, which means that you're aware of the fact that you're dreaming.

I've had some sort of experience with each of these things I've found...but the one that throws me off the most, was the fact that you can't dream about faces you've never seen before....do I know Eli? Surely I don't, I'm positive I would remember him. I look at the time to see I need to start walking to school. I grab a cardigan out my closet since it's a little chilly outside, and put in my favorite black vans walking out the door.

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My mind is already flooded with questions, but as soon as I walked through the doors of Roslyn high...it went from 0-100 real quick (A/N sorry can't help it...I have a thing for Drake)
should I tell Eli? Do I just act normal around him? Ugh I'm so confused!

I walk over to where Melissa is sitting with her boyfriend Jeremiah...sucking each other's faces off...ew. I tap her shoulder "Lissa can I talk to you for a second?"

She turns around and looks at me. Aggravation clearly shown all over her face. "Yah but um please make it fast, I'm a tad bit busy right now" she says smirking

"I just wanted to know, do you know anything about Eli Andrews?" I say feeling quite hopeful

"No...nothing other than the fact we all were in elementary school together. Why?" She says impatiently. " Is he the spark of your interest now?"

"No, he isn't I was just curious becau-...wait, you said we were in elementary together?" No...nuh uh...that can't be right.

"Yah yah coombuyah moment. Love u bye." She says walking away only to continue her disgusting make-out session.

I sigh inwardly, curious to know more about Eli. I just can't believe I have some sort of history with him. How do I not remember him?

I walk to Algebra, obviously quite early since no one is here....I sit down and start trying to complete my math homework from last night that I skipped out on.

10 minutes and a completed sheet of homework later, class has started, and guess who walks into class late...Eli Andrews