12

823 64 48
                                    

Preston's POV

Adolescents surrounded me as Lachlan and I walked through the school doors, dreading the day ahead of us. I, myself was not looking forward today just because I wished to be in my bed and dreaming. But Lachlan on the other hand was tired from gaming all night.

"Hey Preston, here."

I looked up to see some random girl standing in front of me with a sparkly blue and purple invitation laying in her hands. The purple hair on her head stuck out to me as she gave me a toothy smile, in return I gave her a weak one before watching her friends around her squeal from my actions.
With no more words exchanged between me or the grape girl she and her friends walked away from Lachlan and I. Her friends glanced back at the two of us every couple of seconds before quickly turning around and skipping way.

"Dude, do you know what you just did?"

Lachlan's voice rang though my tired ears as he strolled next to me, giving the occasional teenager or two a high five or a smile. The sparkly paper felt foreign in my hands as I twisted it around, seeing some of the sparkles fall on the floor and on my hands. Christ, why sparkles are so messy?

"No, shit man did I just silently agree to join a cult or something?"

"Just read the invitation idiot."

The Aussie next to me started to drink the much needed monster in his hands and scrolled through something on his phone, most likely scrolling through his Twitter feed. God knows the kid is obsessed with the blue bird.

Before the blondie could say anything else to me I opened the folded thick paper and read the thick black words printed in script like handwriting.

INVITATION TO RAVE THIS FRIDAY
452 Carson Drive Building #02
12 PM - 5 AM
BLACK CLOTHING ONLY

This Friday? Wait, isn't today Thursday or something? I took my phone out of my cloud white joggers and checked the date, sure enough today was Thursday. Jesus I guess ever since I've been having those dreams my sense of date and time has been all over the place. Wait then what the fuck, where has the weekend gone?

"A rave huh? You should go."

"Me? Don't you mean we? As in the both of us?"

"Er, actually Vikk needed some help on his math project so I'm hanging out at his place tomorrow."

My eyes looked up from the invitation as I stopped in my tracks. Heartfelt laughter came out of my throat as I started hitting my hand against my thigh to add for effect. The invitation began to wrinkle as I stopped hitting my hand against my thighs, because of how hard I was hitting it, and already feeling a stinging sensation from it. Instead of my previous motions my hands started to clap for more dramatic effect.

"You sound like a hyena, shut up."

My stomach started to hurt from how hard I was laughing, tears from the funny words Lachlan had said a moment go started to dwell in my eyes. Finally after about five minutes of content laugher and people around us laughing too, I stopped laughing as caught up with Lachlan, who had left me behind. Man, I needed that. I haven't had a good knee slapping laugh in a while.

"Since when does Vikk need help in Math? You and I both know that kid is going to go to Harvard or Yale so cut the bullshit, where are you actually going?"

"Fine you caught me, but I actually am hanging out with Vikk tomorrow."

"For?"

"Damn Preston, get out of my business."

Lachlan drowned down the rest of the energy drink before crushing it in his hands and jogging away from me, probably to find Vikk or something. Hmm, I wonder what they're going to be doing tomorrow? Well, after the reaction Lachlan just gave me it must be something. Eh whatever I'll find out soon enough I guess.

"I see you uh, got invited to Ashley's rave."

So Ashley's her name huh? Wait no, wasn't her hair like blue a week or two ago? That's probably why I didn't really recognize her or something. I followed the voice as saw Brandon propped up against some lockers, toying with the same looking invitation in his hands. He had on his signature outfit on of course. Black skinny jeans paired with some band tee on with a grey beanie topped on his head.

I shuffled over towards him, remembering the last time we spoke and leaned against the painted lockers. With the invitation still in hand I looked over at Brandon's own invitation and saw that he was similar to mine, if not the same.

"Yep, not completely sure if I'm going to go or not though."

"What do you mean you're not sure if you're not sure? You have to go Mr.Popular."

"I don't like going to party by myself usually, believe it or not."

"Lachlan or Vikk aren't going with you?"

"Nope, they bailed on me to make their own plans or whatever."

Making sure not to lose the invitation, I slid it into one of my man backpack pockets and turned towards Brandon who held his phone out towards my direction. A bit confused to why he wanted my details, I ignored my curiosity and put in my number.

"Look, we'll go together okay? We need to talk about a few things too."

"Hold on, before I agree to anything. What kind of crowd is Ashley in? I'm not trying to come home drugged or anything."

"Calm your balls, Ashley is cool. If you don't want to smoke anything then you don't have to. Also since when did you care about who's in what crowd?"

"Well since I'm going to be leaving the safety of my home tomorrow at midnight, and my parents return home from their anniversary vacation or whatever on the same day and I'm going to need to tell my parents something so they won't freak out."

"Just make up something, anyways I got to go. I'll text you later or something to get your address and all of that shit."

Before I could reply Brandon had already walked off, leaving me alone in the hallway. A sign came out of my mouth just as popped my knuckles and gently kicked myself off of the lockers. I guess I am going to that rave tomorrow. After all I still had some questions that I needed to ask Brandon that involves Rob. It would be in my best interest to go.

The sound of the school be ringing threw me off track as my mind started the jumble. My paced picked up as I started walking to my first hour, praying that the teacher was in a decent mood and didn't give me a detention slip.

Wait, detention.

Mentally slapping myself my memory of the detention slip tossed somewhere into my bag started to haunt me. Fuck I have to serve that detention today, don't I? All detention's are served on Thursday and today just so happens to be Thursday.

Staying after school for an extra hour did not bring my mood up any, if anything it brought it down ten notches. Staying after meant, less time to go home, which means less time to do anything, meaning less time to dream.

And God knows, I need all the time I can to see him.

A/N: Hey guys, it's Kris here! I'm going to be honest with you guys, It's actually quite hard to write this story because of how much I have planned for it. But I'm going to push myself to have this story finished by March of 2016, because Jesus I started writing this in July. So please bare with me, also if there are any Wattpad cover artists out there I need one made for my oneshot book so hit me up with a message and we can work something out! (Also did anyone notice that this chapter was over 1,000 words long? It's time to get down to business guys :) )

#Dreamland

Dreams (Poofless AU) [Slow Updates]Where stories live. Discover now