Stuck In Her Daydream

Chapter Two

As we get on the bus, I sit down next to Sophie and hear her say something about how her math teacher is horrible and how she had so much homework, but I'm not really listening. The only thing going through my mind is that amazing dream.

There were so many things that I wish could be real! There were beautiful sights and amazing people, why would anyone want to leave there? I am snapped back to reality by the bus jolting forwards and stopping short.

The doors of the bus open and about five people walk on, one of which is Sophie's boyfriend. She looks over at me and I quietly nod as she makes her way over to his seat.

I stare out the window as my mind drifts off once again. If only it were real and not just a figment of my imagination, then I would be happy. But it's not. It's only a dream.

My thought are interrupted once again but this time, by a boy. Ash. He's the most popular kid in school, why is he looking at me? Then I notice that he stares at me as if waiting for an answer but I have no clue what he said.

He can clearly see my confusion when he says, "Sorry, I asked if anyone was sitting here?" He says. I silently shake my head, no, and he sits down.

"I feel horrible asking this but, what's your name again?" He turns to me and asks.

"Sky." I say simply and turn back to the window. How could he not even remember my name? It's not like we haven't been in the same class since pre-school!

"We've bee in the same class since pre-school." I add without looking away from the window.

"Oh, sorry." He says, looking somewhat apologetic.

"No worries. I'm sure that it takes all that's in you to remember what classes you have, let alone someone you haven't talked to for seven years." I say. That may have sounded harsh, but he bullied me from kindergarten to third grade.

"Ouch. Hit me where it hurts. I will have you know that I remember everything from fifth grade." He answers.

"Well, everything except me. I was in all of your classes since pre-school smart one." I sass back.

He is about to answer when the doors to the bus open and I stand up. He moves out into the aisle and let's me out and I burst off of the bus.

It's back to my normal life. So I had one encounter with the most popular guy in school, it doesn't mean anything. I'm just a socially awkward, nerdy, nobody.

But in that dream I'm not.