New Life

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I was falling. Somehow, I was completely and utterly falling. My hands went to grab for a mysterious stranger.

"GRAB MY HAND!"

"who is that?" I thought.

There wasn't enough time to think. I reached for him and he caught me. For what felt like milliseconds, he held me. I felt safe. I felt... I felt complete. I drowned in his olive green eyes. So gorgeous and so broken at the same time. Then I was falling again.

BEEP! BEEP!

I hit the alarm clock. It was a dream. I woke up in a deep sweat. My hands ached from grabbing his hand. The image of his face, his hair, stuck in my mind.

"Who is he?" I asked myself.

For a minute, I forgot. I forgot the most miserable fact of my existence. My family moved to the sunny state of California.

Great. New school. New life.

7:45

Crap. I'm late.

I grabbed my towel and ran to the shower. As I massaged the shampoo into my scalp, I thought deeper into my dream. It was the same guy who has been in my dreams for the past week.
I rinsed my hair and shut the water off. In a flash, I was ready for school.

First day of junior year. In a brand new school. With no friends. Joy.

Once I got to school, I ran for the administration office. Quickly, I got my schedule. According to this, first period was American History with Balmer in Room A21.

Room A21.

After 10 minutes of searching, I finally found it. I walked into the room with all eyes on me.

Why hello. Thanks for noticing me.

I sat in the very back as fast as I could, hoping no one would notice me. I prepared myself for class. The silence that had awoken when I walked into the room disappeared as suddenly as it had appeared. For what felt like hours, I sat there, completely inferior to everything around me. That was until the silence began. A boy, with looks so sharp they could kill, walked into the classroom.

Him. Mystery boy. Dream boy.

And that's when my entire world changed.

[Why hello! I really hope you like this story so far. I'll try to update it as much as I can! xoxo]

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