Best Morning

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*Ding* *Ding*
I reached still mid-sleep to turn my annoying phone alarm off. It was Monday and u know what that means...SCHOOL :( but today wasn't like most other Mondays I didn't care that I had 45 minutes to eat, shower, get dressed, do my tangled, messy hair, brush my teeth and then walk to the bus stop. Because I had experienced one of the best dreams of my teenage life.
I ate my breakfast, brushed my teeth and took my shower and had just enough time to take a break to write in my life journal (I'm not the diary type). And began to write...

*writing*
The dream I had last night was amazing, this is wat all went down.
Me and this beautiful guy (he was tall, had hazel eyes, curly black hair and a sensitive smile) were walking down a sidewalk that was next to a field (it was familliar)We were talking, laughing and just having the best time. And as we were talking he put his arm around me and pulled me slightly closer. Since I was laughing so much I didn't really mind, but as we kept laughing I felt his hand and arm gradually lower until he stopped on my butt.

A shiver went down my spine from the sudden action, he chuckled. I felt a pinch "Owch" I only said it in my head, but i slapped his hand a little to tell him to stop. He did. I went silent from my embarrassment but I was flattered in some way. It was getting awkwardly quiet and I just kept looking straight, but I could sense that he was looking at me. So I pivot my head up and we are suddenly making exact eye contact, he continues to smile as I look dumbly into his eyes.

Soon his face is steadily moving towards mine, I close my eyes and our lips embraced each others and slowly untweined.
He gave me a look that I never got before, we kept walking and got closer then ever before....

I closed my journal and looked at my phone
"Brittany are you leaving for school yet, have fun and learn something." A text from my mother, of course almost halfway through my 8th grade year I'm having so much fun. But continuing my good mood I thanked her and rushed to get dressed. Since its late October I put on my green flannel, skinny jeans and boots and headed to the bus stop.

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