The Silver Bride

Chapter 4

Sarah's POV

Today is December 4th, 2015.
Been two months already.
As I'm already heading to school on my expensive bicycle, my outfit for the day was blue jeans, black Adidas jacket, a SVMPAA uniform underneath and a gray beanie.
Once I got to my school and went straight to my homeroom, I bumped into someone.
"Oh shit! Are you okay? I'm sorry." I picked up the person's things and looked up at him.

He looks like the boy with electric blue eyes in my dream, except that his hair was coloured blonde-red.

"I am fine," he replied with a smile.

*"In fact, I'm Jayen. Jayen McErics."

Jayen, that's a interesting name.

"I... Um... My name is Sarah. Nice to meet you." We shook hands and exchanged numbers and went to our class quicker before the bell rings. I got sent to the office several times when I realized that I kept getting tardiness slips.

I didn't wanna get in trouble again.

Fucking again, one more time, I'mma bust out of this hellhole school. But then I love art, so I'll stay.

---3:30 PM---
__After Lunch__
RRRRRIIIIIIIINNNNNGGGGGGGG!

The day went by so fast and I was already home, texting Jayen with a smile as I walked in the door. Mum sees me and looks at me from the kitchen. I saw him at lunch today and ate with him, talking stories in the school's cafeteria,

"You look happy."
"I made a new friend."
"Oh really? What's his name?"
"Mr. Jayen."
"Mister?"
"He looked like my age but is a little older. 12th grade, he said."
"Oooh. 12th grade, okay. Be careful with that."
"Alright, mum. I'll be up in my room if you need me."
I told her, going up the stairs to my room and shutting the door. Letting all my belongings fall off of me while I'm on the phone, texting him about asking a question:

How was it like living in America?

He took minutes to reply and has sent it over, quick.

"I don't know. It seems like a free country. I didn't travel all over it, though."

"Really?" I asked with surprise.

"Yeah. America is huge and I was only living in Tennessee."

"Oh." I smiled at the text messages and quickly asked.

"How's living in Tennesee?"

"It's good. Amazing towns and farms :)." He replied with a smiley face.

"That's sick!"

"?" he was confused. Ah, he's American.

Stupid brain for not knowing that!

"Oh it's our language we use in Britain. Sick is like our meaning of awesome!"

"Ohhhhh I get it now."

"Yep! :) x"

"I have to go. Mum and Dad wants me to talk with them. Talk to you later. ;)"

"You too! Bye! xx"

I looked at my phone and sighed. Why does Jayen look so similarly to the boy in my dream? Why?

*****Jayen McErics is a new character that will be taking place some more in the future*****