Soon to be Dreams

Chapter 2- Goosebumps Arrive

Kassie's POV

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As I'm walking into the classroom the whole room is aflutter with rumors of a new kid in school. Could this be Caleb, the kid that I ran into this morning? My thoughts that showed me and Caleb riding off into the sunset, and embracing each other were soon interrupted with a slap on my shoulder.

    "WHAT?!" In front of my desk stands the beautiful, and amazing Josh Sanders. Now that I've seen Caleb, Josh looks like a small pea sidled up against him. "Woah! Woah! Calm down! Geez."

   "I'm sorry. I've had a rough morning. This guy like body slammed me when I was walking to school, but I'm alright."
   "Girl, that is crazy. Was he cute?" The only problem with Josh is that he's a complete waste. Josh is as gay as they come, and his good looks make him being gayer than the Fourth of July an even bigger travesty than it already is.
    He's an amazing guy and my best friend, so I love him. He's been there for me through thick and thin, plus he's the only one who knows of my home life.

I remember when I was twelve my mom brought home one of her late night booty calls to the house. When they got there the strange man forgot about my mother, and went straight to me, thinking that I would be in the mood for a booty call like my mother. I ended up slapping him, and calling him a douche.

He left out the door hollering how our family was bat shit crazy. That was the first time my mom hit me. She told me that I was getting in the way of her getting laid.

My mom made me believe that all guys are there to get into your pants. She also told me that men are scums and should be treated as though they are the gross muck that needs to be scraped off our shoes. My mom is quite an...interesting character? Of course I didn't fall for that, but there is just a little part in the back of my mind that thinks that just some of the things she said was true.

That's why I believe I should keep my walls up, and don't let anyone in who hasn't already penetrated them before I was ended up like my mother.
     The beatings continued from then and on. Mom would go to the local bar, get drunk until she couldn't tell a horse from a cow. Then, she'd come home and release her frustration on me.
    I'd run to Josh's house, and I'd stay there. He'd clean me up while begging to me to report her to the police, but I couldn't do that, because then I'd be an orphan in the system. I only had to deal with her until I walked off that stage with my diploma, so there was no point.

In retrospect it wasn't really Texas' fault, it was my moms. I wanted to get away from her so bad that I needed to be over 24 hours away from her, where she couldn't touch me again. I know her well enough to believe that she wouldn't come and find me. She's not really the type to be the chaser rather than the chasee. Of course all men do is run around and chase her into an oblivion.

    Once again my thoughts were interrupted but by a different man.

    "Well little darling we just keep running into each other don't we?" System lockdown. "Uh..umm.yes. Yes we do!" As he's walking by he leans in close and whispers in my ear, "If I could say so, I think I make you a little nervous."

His voice was like a low rumble and I had a deep urge to run my fingers through that blonde hair of his. Come on Kass, control your body movements. All I could say or do was shiver and I soon felt goosebumps run up my spine and my arms.

    He looks down at me and notices them, and a knowledgeable smirk plays across his full lips. "I guess I do considering the reaction I got from that mighty pretty body of yours."
    "Don't give yourself too much credit, you'll get a large head."
    "Ooh, feisty, don't mind if I do. I must say when my momma said I would meet the love of my life I never thought it would be this soon."

    Once again that southern drawl has gotten me captivated, but I never show weakness, and I sure as hell won't start now. "Was that supposed to be a pick-up line?"
    "I don't know," he bends down and gets so close to my lips that I can feel his breath on my skin. "Did it work?"

    Of course the sun of a gun thinks he's so slick and winks. My breathing falters but I don't back down. "It worked a lot less than you expected." I get up and make my may to the pencil sharpener, and shoving him in the process. His facial expression turned from stunned to amused in the blink of an eye. Turning to leave I wink and say, "Nice try though."

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CALEB'S POV

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    Walking down the school corridor I can feel everyones eyes on me, and I can hear a few swoons from the ladies. There's really no one who captures my eyes except the girl I ran into this morning. She was amazing, and modest in a way that I love.

    I hate girls who just throw themselves at me expecting for me to fall for it. Momma said that when the right girl comes along, I'll just know.

    My schedule said that my next class was AP English, room 204. I really hate English. I mean I can talk perfectly in English why do I have to take tests about it, and shit like that. I know you're probably like, "That doesn't make sense, you're in an AP class," but that's besides the point. Just because you hate something doesn't mean you can't excel at it.

   Whether I hate English or not I can tell this will be my new favorite class, because as I walk into the room, I see the beautiful redhead that I ran into this morning.

    I tap on her shoulder, noticing how deep her thoughts have gotten her. She jolts as though she were asleep. "Well little darling, we just keep running into each other don't we?"
"Uh...umm. yes. Yes we do!" God, she's beautiful. Even when she stutters she can bring a man to his knees.

    Taking my chances, even though I have plenty, I lean in close and whisper in her ear, "If I could say so, I think I make you a little nervous." As I see her shiver slightly, and goosebumps appear, I knew my answer. "I guess I do considering the reaction I got from that mighty pretty body of yours." Her eyes widened in surprise for a couple of seconds, and soon disgusts mirrors her desire. "Don't give yourself too much credit, you'll get a large head."

I've always been quick on my feet when it comes to comebacks, and it wouldn't stop me now. No matter how much of a beautiful redhead there is in my presence. "Ooh, feisty, don't mind if I do. I must say when my momma said I'd meet the love of my life I didn't think it would be this soon."

Surprisingly enough, she let's out a laugh, and says, "Was that supposed to be a pick-up line?" Her statement sounded like a challenge, so I accepted, leaning forward and saying, "I don't know. Did it work?" And now begins the adventure of how miss ginger drove me crazy.

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OK Y'ALL I HAVE. NOT WRITTEN IN FOREVER AND I FEEL HORRIBLE.

ANYWAY BACK TO THE POOOOOIIIINNNNNTTTTT..... I DON'T THINK I'll be writing in Caleb's POV anymore because I'm not a boy, and I don't feel comfortable doing it. So I'll be sticking with miss Kassies POV.

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*Annie*