Dream Boy

Chapter Twenty Two

It has been four months, and I have had the same dream every single night. It is too much--I can't sleep. Every night I sleep for an hour or so, and in that hour I have that dream.

It's June, and school is almost over. I told Chris I loved him too, the day after he told me. I wanted to defy the dreams, even though they felt right.

Last week, the posters began going up around the school. Buy your prom tickets today! Every time I look at the posters, I feel something, but I can't identify it. I was going to ask Chris about it, but Taylor stops me before I can. She tells me that it would ruin the surprise. I start to ask, but she cuts me off, rolling her eyes.

I walk out to my car after school, yawning. I really need to sleep. I am about to open my door, when Chris suddenly hugs me from behind, causing me to squeal.

"You HAVE to stop doing that!" I start laughing, and then turn around to look into his eyes.
"But this is how I told you that I love you. And I wanted to ask you to prom the same way." I look at him and am about to respond when he grabs me around the waist and spins me around so that I am facing the school. And there were all of Chris's friends, holding up signs that read "Sarah, be my princess at prom?" I gasp, suddenly getting flashes of my dreams. I bite my lip.

No, it must be a mistake. Chris must be my prince, not Evan.

"Yes, of course!" I shake myself out of it and hug Chris. He kisses me on the forehead, causing my cheeks to redden as his friends cheer.
"Thank goodness," he looks down into my eyes, "it would've been really embarrassing if my own girlfriend said no." I laugh, stand up on my toes, and kiss him. This is right, isn't it?

I look up and see Evan slip out of the school behind the sign holders, just as he had slipped away on Valentine's Day.