"Christine, please wait!" I chase her down the hallway, surprised that she can run so fast in the shoes she is wearing.
"No! Go away!" She runs into the the girls' bathroom, and I stop in my tracks, throwing my head back. I lean outside the door as the bell rings, signifying that I am late for class.
"Come on babe, just listen to me."
"No!"
"Well, I'm going to talk anyway." I sigh. "She was all by herself on her birthday, I would've done the same thing for you."
"Exactly. You treat her like she's your girlfriend too."
"Come on, that's not fair. If Chris was there all by himself on his birthday, wouldn't you hang out with him?"
"That's different."
"No, it's really not."
"Fine. But I would've just talked to him for a few minutes, not take him to the movies!"
"But she's my friend!"
"And I'm your girlfriend! Or, was. Like I said, we're done."
"But--"
"Just leave Evan. I should've known that you would pull something like this. I've seen you two together."
"Whatever could you mean, dearest?" Woah, where did that come from?
"Stop the crap, Evan. I know there are mutual feelings there. I'm not giving you a second chance because frankly, you aren't worth it. WE aren't worth it. We obviously aren't going to work out in the long run. Especially with college. We wouldn't survive long distance."
I am getting curious looks from the stragglers in the hallway, but I don't care.
"Christine, please. How do you know there is something there?"
"Because you aren't denying it."
She has a point. But I don't want to believe it. I can't believe it.
"No. No, she has Chris. He takes care of her. I overreacted when I saw he wasn't there for her--"
"Because you love her, Evan. I know you only met this year, but I saw you almost kiss at my party. It was like a fairytale. I don't know why I said yes to you. Damn Shakespeare I guess."
I don't respond. Flashes of dreams that I had long forgotten pop into my head. Could it be? I have met her before! But I haven't seen her in my dreams since elementary school....
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Dream Boy
Teen FictionEvery night she dreamed of him. His curly hair, and his vibrantly green eyes. She could feel his hand hold hers, and his protective hugs and forehead kisses. Every morning she woke up with a smile, only to realize that he was just a dream. When the...
