That night my dream was different, he actually spoke. It begin the same, changing scenery and revealing the boy. But instead of moving, he said the seven most bone chilling words, "It was nice to finally meet you." He disappeared after that and I jolted awake. I wasn't covered in sweat this time, but my throat was raw as if I had been yelling.
I got out of bed and went to my kitchen, grabbing a glass and filling it with water. I chugged it and filled it again. My eyes weren't heavy and I wasn't tired so I put in a CD from one of my favorite artist and went to my large mirror on one wall. I started dancing to the songs, trying to remember the dances to them all.
At 4 a.m. I decided it was time to stop and took a quick shower to rid of the sweat that covered my body and went to bed.
I woke up the next morning, but not to my alarm clock. It was peaceful, too peaceful. I opened my eyes and rolled to the side of my bed to look at my clock. 9:14, it read.
I jumped out of bed and ran to my dresser to grab and my clothes and put them on. I put my hair into a loose ponytail and ran out of the house.
I ran the length to the store and pushed open the door, almost running into the boy from yesterday.
"Whoa, someone's in a hurry," he chuckled.
"Yah, yah, now move." I pushed him out of the way and went to find my boss. He was in the back typing away on his phone.
"I'm sorry I'm late sir. I slept in." I clocked in as I spoke and turned to him.
"It's your first time, no worries." I sighed in relief and went to the counter.
"So why were you running?" A voice spoke startling me. I turned on the stool and looked at Namjoon.
"I was late and didn't want to make my boss mad," I said.
"Ah, okay." He walked away and went back to an isle. He scanned the various CD's before picking one up and coming to me.
He sat it down and pulled out his wallet. Today he had a k-pop CD, Ice Cream Cake by Red Velvet.
"Let me guess, for a friend?"
"You guessed it." He laughed.
"Your total is 10.21." He handed me the money and said a goodbye before leaving.
I spent the next 30 minutes listening to one of the albums available at the store before someone else showed up.
He had brown hair and was quite good looking. He wandered through the isle before grabbing a CD and coming to the counter. It was a rapper CD but before I could read the title, the guy took it back.
"9.89 please." I spoke.
He grabbed a ten and passed it to me, "Keep the change." He started to walk away but stopped and looked at me.
"Has there been a guy named Namjoon here buying a Red Velvet CD?" He asked.
"Uh yah," I spoke questionably.
"Yes!" He yelled. "By the way, I'm that friend." With that he turned and left.
Today was weirder than yesterday.
