The Dumb and The Clueless

Chapter 1: What Dreams Are Made Of

I run behind a building, all cut up and scratched. Steven comes out and picks me up and gives me a kiss. Cars bursting into flames, buildings breaking down, skyscrapers collapsing. Car alarms ringing, people lying on the streets. It was the end of the world. Rain started pouring down, with ground-rumbling thunder. Suddenly this weird-sounding siren goes off. It doesn't stop. It was all just a dream. I slam my hand on my alarm clock and jump out of bed. I get dressed and run out the door. "Bye Mom! Bye Dad!" I yell. I see my parents stare at me like if I'm some weird psychopath they have as a daughter. I run into the school bus and chaos is happening. Paper balls everywhere, seats taken up by the nerds and the jocks. There's one kid taking up the whole seat. Someone needs some Weight Watchers. I get to the end of the bus and find Steven and Harry sitting there, arguing. "Hey guys.." They both look up at me silently, and scoot over so I can have a seat. Steven puts his arm around me, letting my head rest on his chest. "Hey babe." "Don't you "babe" me!" I give him a playful shove, and Harry's just staring at us expressionless. It's getting pretty cold outside, facing the fact that winter's approaching in London. Steven tries to give me a kiss, and I press my hand on his face. "Don't you dare." Harry lets out a chuckle, and quickly becomes silent again. "Don't get all 'mushy' on me" he says, his voice bored. I let out a small snicker, and Steven makes a face at Harry. "I think I should go." I get up, and when I'm going to walk away, the bus takes a sharp turn, and before I know it I'm sitting on Harry's lap. Steven stares at me surprised, an eyebrow raised. "Sorry" I mumble to Harry. He looks up at me and smiles, but when I try to get up he doesn't really do much help cause he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me down onto his lap again. I let out a gasp, as Harry and I start laughing. Steven tries to distract his jealousy thats building inside, by looking out of the bus window. Our school is pretty far from where we live, so we have to wake up early for the 30-minute drive. We finally get to school, which feels like it's been ages, and I realize I never got off of Harry's lap. When I get up, I spot Harry smirking at me. I playfully slap his shoulder gently, and laugh. "Harry, stop" I say. I can tell I wasn't taken seriously because I had a smile on my face the whole entire time. Steven and I are a pretty sweet couple, but I hate it when he tries to sneak a kiss in public. Sometimes people confuse the story and say that Harry is my boyfriend. But seriously guys, get your facts right. Steven's my boyfriend. Not Harry. I'd never dream of dating a celebrity that has endless rumors, and is constantly on tour.