I got onto the plane and found my seat. At least i didn't have to wrestle my luggage into the small compartments like i was currently watching people doing. I'm glad mom took care of that. I sat back in to my chair getting comfortable and buckling my seat belt. The dream kept drifting into my mind, who was the beautiful boy? And what was he going to say to me? Now I kind of wish my mom didn't wake me up. That boys eyes, his beautiful eyes reminded me of my dads. He use to have eyes similar to that boy I saw in my dream. I wish I had his eyes instead I got hazel eyes the exact shade as Zayn's. but that's where our similarities stopped, he had jet black hair while I was a brunette. He had a beautiful tan while I was fair skinned just like my dad. He looked more than my mom while I was the female version of my dad, except for the eyes of corse. My thoughts then drifted to my dad, he was the best dad ever, so what if he became frail in his forties. He was the type of dad that loved to embarrass me In front of boys so they wouldn't date me. He always claimed that I was growing too fast and that if he could tape a brick to my head to keep me from growing he would. I remember how he always called me princess and gave me piggy-back rides home from school. But now we were moving away from him. But at least he wasn't in pain anymore he was in heaven with Grandma and Pops. It made me feel better to think that. I snuggled into my chair then closed my eyes and drifted of.... **DREAM** I was twisting the handle of the door again. And I saw the boy again but once again his back was to me. All over agin he walked to me with an furious expression. He stopped an centimeter away from me has this boy never heard about personal space or what? With every step i took back he countered with a step towards me until my back was pressed against a wall that never noticed. He leaned down until I was staring into his eyes and placed his hands on either sides of my waist so he was leaning against the wall, the eyes that looked so much like my dad that it hurt, I couldn't help it I looked down and a tear escaped and slipped down my cheek. I felt a calloused but gentle hand tilting my head up and the boy's face didn't have a furious expression it was replaced by a guilty and sympathetic one. "No don't cry love, Shh I didn't mean to scare you, it's just that you have to get ou-" "May,honey we've landed get up!" I felt like growling, she woke me up again! I got up and stretched and followed my mom and brother out the door and down the steps. "Oh I can't wait to show you guys the house and your rooms it's so beautiful and to think that no one wants live there and it was so cheap too!.." My mom went on and on about how wonderful the house was. And I decided to think about my dream, I thought that once you had a dream you couldn't have the same dream again let alone continue it like some movie that was paused. What if the dreams meant something important. The boy was obviously trying to tell me before he got got interrupted. A warning maybe? I stepped out of the taxi and waited while my mom payed the driver. Mom turned towards Zayn and I with a grin on her face and grabbed our hands and started dragging us towards one of the biggest houses I've ever seen it looked new and bright. Zayn and I glanced at each other with smirks I'm our faces and sprinted towards the door to claim the best rooms first . I heard my mom laughing and she was running behind us too, she shoved us to the side and ran in front of us, I've never seen my mom this happy since, the, um.. the "incident". Then the three of us raced up the long the drive way and. We already saw moms car parked there we bust through the door and raced up the stairs and Mom and Zayn threw themselves at one the many doors. I walked farther into the hallway and chose the door at the end of the hallway and walked in it was enormous, it had a door leading to a bathroom that had a blue crystal theme that matched the room. I fell in love with the room and threw my self on the kingsized bed and snuggled into the brand new white sheets and for once, I felt happy to have a fresh new start. ************************************ Hi me again, do you you guys like it so far? Comment and vote please ill be updating twice each day cuz I ain't got nothin' better to do.
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Graystone Manor
FanfictionMaybellene is moving to Graystone Manor, which is rumored that a boy named Louis died. He was spotted twice by camera, within the the years he's been missing but he was never actually found. On her way to Graystone she starts having strange dreams a...