The Girl of my Dreams (romanogers)

Prologue

Steve

In the middle of an army camp, I sat under a small shade, sketching in my diary.
My hair were wet, the drizzling annoyed me, like everything else did, I was tired of dancing around, being laughed at was not new but the fact that I couldn't serve my purpose was tearing me apart. But amidst all of this, if something held me together was this, this face, these eyes, big beautiful green eyes, staring at me, motivating me, pushing me forward.

I kept sketching, completing the picture finally, it had been days since I first saw her, in my dream, the night I was injected with the serum, my first sleep in this huge body, I saw her standing there, in the galley, where everyone waited but she was visible only to me, her eyes teary, her face worried , she had her hands on the glass, and she mouthed something which was inaudible to me but her lips moved into the form of my name, 'Steve'.
That dream came once and then I longed to see her again, just once again, so I could complete my sketch, though I could never forget that face, yet I wanted my details perfectly, because I didn't want to draw her like I saw her, no, that was impossible, I don't want to see her worried, or teary eyed. And then I had it again, thankfully this time my dream was not sad, she was happy and smiling. And that was all I needed.
I completed my sketch and stared at it, so beautiful, she is exquisite, she stared at me with wide open eyes, eyes that had alot of mystery, mystery that surrounded her existence, her hair messy, like my messed up state of mind.
"I would find you" I promised her, "because you are the girl of my dreams".