"So... Nash?" I asked.
"Anything!" He responded.
"My dream last night was to real, and I can't remember whats real and whats not. What did Jade do?"
"Well, what did she do in your dream?"
"She wasn't in it. That is my problem..."Nash shrugged.
"Tell me my full name then I will be of your service!" He grinned.
"Nash Dash Bird." I half-yelled.
*How did I know that?*
He sighed. "Why so loud?" We laughed.As Nash put his convertible roof up, he looked at me and sighed.
"The answer is...?" I ask smugly as he grabs my hand.
"She asked me out. Remember?"
It all came flooding into my head. I put my palm over my forehead. "Yeah... I remember now. She was even willing to chase me out of the country for you..."We walked to the direction of my first period class, which was, sadly, all the way across campus from Nash's first class. As he grabbed my other hand with his free hand, he planted a kiss on my cheek.
"See you at lunch, my dear Cassandra Poppy!" He said sorrowfully as he walked away.
"As usual, my dear!" I joked along with him. The bell rang, and class started.As I turned around, I hit someone and dropped my book. "Sorry. My ba-" I looked up and saw who it was. I nearly screamed. I glared at them, and ran to class.
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Dreams
Short StoryA dream? Could it all be one of those HORRID things? 16 year old Cassandra Poppy is left to figure out this eternal dream. Will she ever wake up?