*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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