Love in dreams

Chapter 1

Once upon a time there was a young girl who's name nobody bothered to remember. She represented nothing to the people around her, nobody noticed that she even existed, but she did. She was a shy girl who spent her whole childhood trying to fit in with popular kids but never actually found a courage to approach them. She lacked confidence and that gave her a fright when it comes to talking to people. That girl was me, Katherine (Kate) Harrison. Just another unpopular loser.

One time my mom told me: "Kate honey, it doesn't matter how you look on the outside, the important thing is how you look on the inside and on the inside you're a beautiful girl, I'm not saying that you're not also pretty on the outside", she said it while squeezing my cheeks.

"Yeah, yeah mom, truly original, truly. Btw, you're the only person who thinks that and I'll always look pretty to you cause I'm your child." I rolled my eyes.

"Stop it Kate, I really mean it!" She was really annoyed.

In school, I was a great student, smart, intelligent and all A's. My dream has always been to become a forensic. I really liked that profession specially when I watched Csi Miami on TV. I admired the people who worked as forensics and hoped that one day I can become just like them and even better. That was just my huge imagination. Like that's gonna happen.

I had a best friend that has always been with me in the best and worst times. We actually grew up together. When we were only 3 years old our parents were best friends but something terrible happened to his parents.

It makes my eyes full of tears when I think of them. When they were coming back from the trip to London a huge truck ran over them and killed his parents and his little sister, he was the only one that survived that accident. He was lucky like a destiny had other plans for him.

My family offered to take care of Peter(that was his name) and we became like brother and sister not just best friends. He was the only person who understood me and knew what kind of person I really was. He knew all my problems, all my thoughts and all my secrets. Including one with my secret crush on Matt.

Matt was a really cute boy from my school with big brown eyes and black hair. I wasn't by far pretty enough for him to like me and I was kind of right. I looked myself in the mirror. I had a blond hair and blue eyes with glasses and teeth braises because my teeth weren't in the right order. I didn't want braises but I really needed them. I spent every day of my life dreaming about him and what would happen if I was his girlfriend.

"You look ugly, you don't need a mirror to keep reminding you of that", said Peter while leaning on my bedroom door. He had a smirk on his face and he was trying really hard not to burst out laughing at me.

"Really funny, Peter. Really funny..." I was trying to make a "I'm really mad at you" face but it clearly wasn't quite working for me since he saw right through me and I started to laugh.

Peter was such a teaser. He always makes fun of me, but he makes me laugh and I love him for that. You know in a brother-sister way. But I'm never telling him that because he would be so full of himself if I ever tell him that.

"There you go, there's that smile. You do realize that he's a douchebag and if he doesn't accept you as you are that he is so not worth crushing on." Peter hates his guts. He gets really annoyed when I wonder of thinking about Matt.

Peter was a total geek. He was always talking about movies and how he is going to make lots of them when he grows up. He was tiny and actually shorter than me. His body didn't quite develop. He had brown hair and really gorgeous blue eyes that were hiding behind the glasses.

But boy was Matt handsome. Like I said he had black hair and brown eyes that used to sparkle. At least I thought so. He was really tall, I mean as boy can be in eighth grade. All girls had a crush on Matt but none on Peter, but he was ok with that.

It was March 11. 2002. when I finally had enough courage to approach Matt and tell him how I felt and of course he made fun of me.

"What? How can I ever like someone like you, you are fugly 'eyeball glasses'. You make me laugh, loser." That's what Matt said after I spilled that I liked him. I said liked cause I don't anymore. The guy totally hurt my feelings.

I was speechless, I had no idea what just happened. All my dreams were crushed and I was devastated but I didn't share a single tear because I promised to herself that I would only cry for a man who deserves me and who is worth crying for. And also I didn't want to give him that kind of satisfaction, because deep inside I knew that Matt wasn't worth it. After a while I was happy knowing the truth and not wasting my days dreaming about stupid things.

Years have passed and I went on college and Peter and I continued to hang out. He was still my silly, goofy best friend and I mean, I didn't see him every day. I didn't see him for 6 whole months since we didn't go to the same college. But we talked every day over the phone and boy did I miss him. I missed my best friend, my brother like crazy.

His voice changed over the months. It got kind of deep and more manly and muscular. I wonder if his looks changed too. I was about to find out very soon since he told me yesterday that he is visiting me today. Boy I was excited to see him.

While I was thinking about him someone knocked on my door. I opened and I saw my best friend Peter. Before I ran into his arms I took a second to look at him. I was right. He has changed. Now there was a handsome man standing in front of me. A really tall and gorgeous one. He must have grown at least 10 cm since I last saw him. He took of his braises and glasses. Finally, his dashingly blue eyes were now really expressed and clear. When he smiled at me with his gorgeous teeth my knees felt like jelly. If he smiles again I might even fall down.

"Hey stranger. Aren't you glad to see me? Come on give me a hug." My heart skipped a beat when I heard his voice. That never happened before. I was so natural around him, but now I was nervous. He might have noticed it since there was a smirk on his face. A very different one from when I last saw him. Dare I say that it was kind of irresistible and sexy and I could hardly control myself from kissing him. I shook my head to make those thoughts, really strange and new thoughts go away.

He noticed that and pulled me in his arms and gave me a long warm hug. Kate, what is wrong with you? Pull yourself together! This is Peter we are talking about. He is like your brother. I'm sure that happened because I really missed him. That's it. There is nothing else.

"Hey Peter. I really missed you, you little bastard", I said while laughing.

"I missed you, too, my little brat." He chuckled.

"Stop it!" I punched his chest and I was really surprised by how hard and tough they felt. I took a better look at him and noticed that he's been working out. Man was he handsome in those blue jeans and white T-shirt! Stop it Kate.

"What?" He coughed cause apparently I hit him really hard.

"Stop calling me brat, I'm not a little girl anymore." I couldn't help but not to laugh while he was massaging his chest.

"I can see that." He glanced at me. "I can see that Kate", he said with a serious look on his face and then he added with his familiar teasing look: "But you will always be my little brat."

I rolled my eyes and invited him in. We had a lot catching up to do.