That night, I wasn't able to close my eyes and sleep properly. My puzzled mind was full of thoughts, about my current status of life, my Friend Olivia, who'd probably meet up with her after-school Chess club Squad about that time, and Chris; the first guy I actually have real feelings for. I couldn't stop having visions of his breathtaking eyes, and his strong arms, that held me like I was the only one he'd wish to take hold of. As I was wondering what he was doing right now, I, in a sudden time, fell into a deep sleep, with a smiling mouth of constant satisfaction and happiness.
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I felt a cold breeze of Nightair, that seemed to coat my whole body. Confused and dizzed, I looked around, as I recognized a sense of salty air and hovering pieces of sand, slightly tickling my nostrils.
I was at the beach in the middle of the night, and that completely alone. Why was I hear? What was I doing?
"Good Night.", I heard someone whispering in a calming, familar voice, and touching my left shoulder. Quickly, I turned around: it was Chris. I recognized his freezlingly beautiful, crystal eyes in the shining glance of the midnight moonlight.
"Why are we hear?", I asked slowly, without stopping to deeply look into his seducing eyes.
"I brought you hear. I invited you." Then, I leaned forward and heavily grabbed his muscular neck, reaching it forward to my face. His extremely cold hands touched my bare arms as I suddenly got shocked.
"Why are you so. . . Cold."
He ignored my question and kept on kissing me passionately. These kisses were different then those we experienced recently. He digged pretty face into my neck and carefully kissed me, his lips as cold as ice.
"Why is it so cold.", I tried to ask, quietly while feeling my legs freeze.
He took my hand without saying a word. Then, his feets left the sandy ground. And we floated.
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"Ch. . . Chris."
Everything was slowly moving, and I looked down my legs. We were approximately 9 feet over the ground- when Chris stopped floating higher with me, and took my hands. This time, they were warm.
"We aren't what we think we are, Rain. We can experience so much more. I know you're like me. I know you see the world like I do. That is why we're here. This is our place. Just our place. No one else can feel our belonging."
I shook my head, fascinated. I tried to speak; but it wouldnt work.
"Baby.", I heard him whisper, which caused goosebumps all over my body, "we're dreaming. Like we always seem to be."
"But why...", I questioned, "...does it feel so real.."
His eyes were connected with mine. He looked at me like I was all he was searching for his whole life. Then, he kissed me again, but this time it didnt end smooth. I felt his hands removing his fingertips from my arms; and with a sudden shock and skipping a heartbeat, I fell. Deeper, deeper and deeper.
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Oblivious
Teen Fiction❀ ❀ ❀ The story of a girl's life between Reality and Imagination.. ❀ ❀ ❀ oblivious: definition adjective ↠ not aware of or concerned about what is happening around one ↞ ❀ ❀ ❀ Rain Davis, a shy but joyful teenage girl, is leaving her simple life...
