DreamWalker [Incomplete][On Hold]

II- A Boyfriend and Some Sharpie Drawings

I felt as if I had gotten absolutely no sleep. As I tried to drag myself out of bed, I rubbed at my eyes sleepily. I could already tell that this was going to be an extremely long day for me. Nothing like a crappy first day of school to start the year off good, huh?

At least I didn’t have to drive myself there. That is, if Evan was still picking me up. I hadn’t gotten another text message from him since last night, though, so I assumed that the plan was still for him to get me this morning. Even though I knew my day was gonna be crappy, at least I had one thing to look forward to. Evan and I hadn’t seen each other a lot over the summer. We both had jobs and he also took a lot of expensive vacations with his family, so the last time I had actually seen him was over a month ago. Now that I was thinking about it, I really missed my boyfriend.

That gave me a little more motive to try to shove past my tiredness and get ready for school. Granted, I was still very depressed that I had to start getting up early again, but one shred of hope was better than none. At least, that’s what I tried to tell myself.

I didn’t end up looking very impressive for my first day of school. When I headed out the door to wait outside, I was dressed simply in jeans, a tee shirt, and a thin jacket. Not very flashy, but I didn’t have the time, nor did I want to put forth the effort, to get myself looking nice.

After I had been standing outside for a mere few minutes, Evan’s black car pulled up to the sidewalk. Grinning for the first time this morning, I climbed into the passenger seat.

         The car was warm. My body relaxed as I settled into the seat to enjoy my last few moments before the start of school. Evan was behind the wheel in the seat next to me, a cocky smile plastered on his face. His light brown hair was wet, so he probably had just gotten out of the shower. His features looked tired, but there was still a sparkle in his brown eyes.

         "You look tired," he mused, slinging his arm around my shoulder.

         That got me thinking about my dream from last night. I shrugged it off. "Long night. I guess I'm just dreading school."

         "Can't blame you."

         The smallest of smiles crept onto my face. Evan had that effect on me.

          "You're telling me all about your summer later," I told him as our car pulled up to the school.

          But as we climbed out of the car, I saw his eyes lock on another girl standing about twenty feet away. She was a stereotypical blonde bombshell, with long blonde hair and a perfect body. For the moment, Evan seemed amazed.

I made a point of clearing my throat loudly before hopping out of the car and briskly walking inside. The one good aspect of going to school had just been ruined. Now, I wasn’t even looking forward to getting to talk to Evan.

I dared to turn back once. Evan and I made eye contact, which managed to snap him back to his senses. Even from here, I could hear him mutter, “Oh, crap,” and he began following me into the building, trying to catch up. However, I was already in a bad mood, so I moved on faster.

I felt him grab my arm. “We’ll talk later, Evan,” I told him quickly, shoving him away.

I didn’t know what was up with me. I guess I just hadn’t gotten a lot of sleep because of that weird dream. But I had a bad feeling that I was going to be really tense around Evan in the near future because of this.

The bell went off, signaling five minutes until my first class. I hurried off up the staircase, because the last thing I needed on this already bad day was to be late.