Lost Reality

Chapter 2- Its You

My legs, continuously pacing forward. They had a mind of its own in this world. My mind wasn't in touch with the rest of my body. Until this night. As I ran my legs began to give in. My mind finally admitted to itself that I couldn't continue. I had to stop. My breath became heavy and my eyes fogged with nausea, the sweat beading at my eyebrows. The trees grew taller, or was I shrinking? The ground came closer, or was I falling? My head rattled and I found myself in contact with the cold, tough earth. I could see the moon pushing it's way through the brush of trees. My brain spun of what I would soon be faced with. The sweat that spilled down my face soon turned into tears. I could feel the vibration through the floor. They were coming. I begged my eyes to close but they refused. And just as I thought I was being revealed to the person who would surely end my life the world stopped.

Staring down at me was a man. Tall, handsome, with creamy chocolate hair. His green eyes were irresistible yet hidden in there depth I saw something that horrified me. Emptiness.

Ughhhh!

I woke and my eyes peeled open. Sweat trickled down my face and my body ached. What had happened. I'd never seen anyone in my dream before. It's always been the same. Why was I so terrified of that man? He seemed so ordinary? Yet the horror that filled my soul threatened to break me down. He was like someone who wore a mask to hide his true colours. Manipulative, deceiving . But the main question that filled my mind was, we're my dreams finally over? Or was this just the beginning.

Beep bop beep bop

An alarm echoed through the room. Layla yawned that sounded like a yak screaming! I giggled and rolled over to face her.

"Thanks for the wake up call." I yawned as well

"No worries. What are friends for." I stretched myself out of bed and stumped over to the bathroom. My reflection showed my hair in a tangled mess, purple bags under my eyes and my sloppy Peter Alexander pyjamas.

Normal right?

But what I felt inside was different. So.....wrong. My head ached. Like it had in my dream. I tried to wrap myself around the fact that after all these years my dream had changed.

But I couldn't help thinking....maybe it was a glitch.

I put on some casual clothes. Not to try hard yet not to I really don't care. With my hair in a loose pony I put in my concealer, foundation, and mascara. This was my first day. I had to make some sort of impression. By 7:50am I was out of there. Layla's class wasn't until 8:40 so she got to take her time.

As I made my way I remembered all my years of high school. The over enthusiastic or I hate kids teachers. The popular kids and normal kids. The collared shirts and checkered skirts. Everything would be different now. Or so I hoped. Would the dog days of high school turn into hell or my very own playground.

As I entered the hall it felt as if I'd entered a totally new dimension. Teenagers walked everywhere allowing no possible path to get through. I felt like a cat in a pack of wolves, and I was hoping they weren't hungry. I cautiously walked though keeping my head down in my best attempts to not draw attention to myself. Well turns out that wasn't the best idea.

Bang

My body smashed against a hard wall and I came tumbling down with the rest of my books.

"Cråp." I mumbled under my breath as I fixed my hair and went to collect my books.

"Jesus, I'm so sorry." A sexy voice said. His hand came to help me with my stuff and even that showed his masculine body.

That's when I realised that 'wall' was this guys chest!

"Oh no it was me I'm the one tha.." Then I saw his face.

The green eyes.

The ones from my dream.

It was him everything about him was...him.

I felt myself jump back a little and my breath quickened as my eyes searched for an explanation.

"It's you." I whispered but my tone was scared.

"Um are you alright? Maybe you bumped your head? Let me help you."

His hand lightly rested on my arm as he pulled me up slightly. I wanted to whip away from his grip and push him back to the floor. But there was something so exhilarating about his touch. In that moment after all these years of being tired and afraid, I felt a fire instantly light up in the pit of my stomach. I was suddenly...transfixed.

I mentally slapped myself. There was a smoking guy standing in front me.

"I'm sorry I don't know what came over me. I'm Audrey." I said extending my hand and slightly shaking my head.

He grinned....God a perfect smile

"Nate, I can't wait to get to know you better."

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A/N So what do you guys think of this new fella. Is there trouble written all over him?
Sorry it's a short chap but Thanks for reading.
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-Shekye xx