It's 10:24 pm, Billie Eilish's Ocean Eyes is playing on a loop in my ears, starting at the ceiling thinking of nothing is like my favorite activité. I have nothing else to do anyway, the notifications of my phone are deserted.
Tiredness begin to go up softly, I turn of Light on the bedside table, I take my phine and I scroll through the storys about the girls at my high school who are all at a party or out, getting drunk unnecessarily.
Having a mundane life is better in the end, no bad company, no distractions in class even if working is one of the worst activities that existes.No broken hearts or bitch moves.
The only thing that could change this lifestyle is this boy who appears every night in my dreams. Since more or less 1 month without exception he has been there. To tell the truth, seeing a tall Brown baseball player at first was pretty good, but eventually I felt like I knew his whole life.
Without explanation he is present, neither name, nor age, nor cité or country! Added with short images of him in more or less recognizable places.
My eyes closing on their own I fall asleep on my phone again.
One again this Brown appears but this time images of snow, a large illuminated tree or even hot chocolate are added.
Probably because today is the opening of the big Atlanta Christmas market and I plan to go there with my Mother this afternoon!
7:50 am
I go down the stairs, reading to go to high school and I see my father downstairs already having breakfast, I smile at him, take a fruit and leave the house and hurry hoping to arrive on time.
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In the armored corridors I Douglas best I can but obviouly my shoulder hits this girls who think she is above every one, as usual she look at me up and down or makes a comment on my outfit or my makeup.
I'm unknown in the eyes of my high school.. exept to this girl, to believe I'm going to steal her reputation..
Fortunately this nightmare will soon be over...I will soon change high schools and I won't be able to be happy anymore.
I have no idea where I'm going to go but the main thing is that I'm getting away from here and as far away as possible, I'm letting my parents manage my next high school... I trust them and I know that they will find the best for me.
2 hours of history follow, which I spend sleeping or coloring in my notebook, then finally comes the moment I have been waiting for all this time, the bell ringing throughout the establishment.
I'm the first out, walk to my car and start the engine inside.
I move towards the Christmas market where I have to meet my mother, after only a few minutes of driving I park in the large car park.
As I walk towards the entrance, I feel a notification in my pocket coming from my phone, taking it out I read the message.
Mom
sorry darling I won't come today I have to stay at work 1 or 2 hours longer, see you tonight
I love you.
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Obviously...it took hours more to happen now.
Too bad. I arrived and then the smell of gingerbread strongly attracted me to stay, to tell the truth, a little walk wouldn't hurt.
I walk around in it for a good few minutes but with all these people it's really not easy to walk properly, while walking I see the Ferris wheel which has only just opened.
I walk towards the queue and join in... I observe all these families accompanied by their children which warms my heart, they are adorable.
There is only one family left in front of me before entering, a new cabin appears in front of me, I enter alone.
she advances a little when she stops again and lets the doors open, why? I'm supposed to be alone.
Jaden's POV
As my two feet cross the barrier that leads to the cabin I look up and see a girl already installed.
Our eyes meet and never leave each other. I recognize her. This girl who is present in all my dreams.
I stand there as if I had been shocked, before the barrier pushes me to settle down.
I recognize her light brown hair accompanied by her light eyes...
My eyes never want to leave her. And his too, as if we were connected.
Without moving my gaze I sit in front of her, without a word spoken but this impression of having known her forever.
The cabin begins to rise slowly, I can't believe that the girl my mind hasn't wanted to let go of for several weeks is less than a meter from me.
We meet at the top, I observe the view we have of the whole market but his eyes are more important to see.
fortunately or unfortunately the tour only lasts a few minutes before we go back down and exit.
we take different paths, I turn around one last time to observe his brown hair before the crowd takes up the entire field of vision.
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Dreaming boy - Translation
Fanfiction⚠️This story doesn't belong to me, I'm only translating ⚠️ "Since 1 month my dreams have been haunted by this boy...and since 1 month at nightfall I find myself looking at him all night. But who is it? Who is this boy that my brain won't let go of a...
