Dream Connections

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During my dream, since I fell asleep thinking about Aaron, she was there, in my dream. I've got to admit, it sorta freaked me out. I looked at her beautiful face. She looked back at me, her eyes intense and amazing.

"Why are you here?" she asks, confused. " Why are you in my dream? Get out!!!" Her eyes are wild, but look even more beautiful that way. I stumble backwards, freaked out that she was there.

"You get out of my dream!" I say. She suddenly disappears. She's gone. Where did she go? Then, Luke is here. He's smirking at me, like he knows what just happened. Then before he says anything, he's gone too.

Aaron, what have you done to me? I wake, sitting straight up in bed. I shake my head to make the spots go away. I glance at my clock. And seeing that it's only 5:28, I shake my head once more, and close my eyes to dream about something better.

Like pizza. Pizza makes everything better. You order it when you don't have anything else to eat. It's always a good idea. Good, let the pizza thoughts flow through you.....

My eyes close, and I dream about being in pizza land. It's actually pretty awesome. It seems like just minutes before I feel my head whipping back and forth. Mom is shaking my shoulders.

I open my eyes, and say, "Okay, okay, I'm going." Mom ends the shaking session, and runs to the kitchen, she's probably cooking something. My clock reads, 8:15. Okay, I have to be at the bus stop at 9:45. I have 30 minutes to get ready and eat. I shove my homework into my backpack, and change into basketball shorts and a plain, white T-shirt.

I enter the bathroom, brush my teeth, and manage to tame my bed head. I smell pancakes. I practically run to the kitchen. Without thinking, I devour my breakfast, and grab my backpack. The kitchen clock says, 9:43. I fly out of the door, and shout a goodbye to mom.

I don't even wait for her to answer, I just walk quickly towards the bus stop. Then I remember that I will have to see Aaron a lot today. I hope she didn't get the dream too. That would just be awkward. When I arrive at the bus stop, I pull my phone out and see that it is exactly 9:45. Yeah!

Aaron is here. Crap. Luke is here too. Crap. Aaron is looking at me like my eyes are coconuts. She had the dream too? NOOOOOOOOO. I keep on glancing at her every few seconds, and she is most of the time, looking back.

] Aaron's POV [

After my dream about Parker last night, I was really nervous about seeing him again at the bus stop. When he got to the bus stop, he looks at his phone for 2 seconds, and then looks at me. I'm already looking back at him. Then we both look away. Luke ignores us.

The bus comes to our stop, and we all climb into it. We sit in the same seat that we did yesterday. I have to talk to Parker.

"So, let's play a game," I practically shout over the noise in the bus. Luke and Parker look at me expectantly.
"We say what we dreamed about last night," I say simply. Parker is red. Bright red. My excuse is in my head already. I will say I dreamt Hulk was chasing me in a candy world.

"Parker, why don't you go first?" I ask sweetly. He's pale now.
"I dreamt that I went to pizza land," he says quickly. I nod, and Luke says," I can't remember my dream."

I wish I had said that. It would've been so much easier. I wouldn't be lying so much.

Parker looks at me with a smirk on his face. It looks like he found something.

"What did you dream about, Aaron?" he asks evilly. Well, lucky for me, I planned out what I was going to say, so he can't catch me there.
"About Hulk chasing me in a candy world," I reply, raising my eyebrows like, ha.

He frowns, and opens his mouth to say something, but the bus lurches forward, making him bang his head on the seat in front of us. I burst out laughing, and he glares at me.

] Parker's POV [

I bang my head on the seat in front of us. Aaron starts laughing, and I glare at her. Then Luke starts laughing too. I look at him, a fake-hurt look on my face.

"Come on, man. You hurt me right here," I sniffle, pointing to my heart. He just keeps on laughing. Then it's our turn to get off of the bus. I stand up, and grab my backpack, then walk out of the bus, my friends following me.

Hey, I just referred to Aaron as a friend! Snap, out of it, Parker!

When I get off the bus, I turn around, and see Luke still chuckling, and Aaron has her hand clamped over her mouth, but her shoulders are still shaking. I flick Luke on the forehead, and he looks at me, but then keeps on laughing.

Luke and I look at our class schedules, and figure out that we have social studies for first period. Aaron says, "Hey, I have that too!" I bite back a smile. When we compare our subjects, we figure out that all of our subjects are the same, except for 6th period.

Wow, that's creepy. Luke and I are in every single class together, and Aaron is with us for every single one, except for one class, in which we are doing art, and she is in chorus. I wonder if she can sing. I'll have to ask her sometime.

Aaron looks at me, flashing her perfect smile. We walk to class together talking.

"So, how's our social studies teacher?" I ask.
"Yeah, will we like him?" Luke adds.
"Who? Mr. James? Pfft. No," she says, giggling. I sigh, and raise my arms up, like, why? Aaron laughs at me, making me smile at her.

She sees me smiling and seems to realize something. She looks away, red. "What?" I ask her, walking to the other side of her so I can see her face. She gets even redder, and says,"Nothing," just a tad too fast for her to be telling the truth.

We make it to class. Aaron walks to the other side of the room, and Luke and I are forced to sit away from her. I keep on looking at her, and notice how flushed she is, and is playing with the bottom of her T-shirt. Luke elbows me in the side.

"What?" I roll my head to look at him. He gestures towards Aaron.
"She knows you're into her," he replies like I should know this. Is it that obvious? I turn my attention back to Aaron.

She is just noticing a guy glaring at her. I remember seeing him around. What's his name?

Oh yeah.

Jason.

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