I was at a little party or something with a bunch of my friends. I was talking to my friend Maurice.
"You ever gonna talk to her again?"
"Talk to who again...?"
"You know who I'm talking about!"
"What...?"
He sighed. He took a deep breath and said, "BANG BANG BANG BANG" until I shut him up with a sucker punch to his chest. He doubled over in pain and laughing fits.
When he got back up, I slapped him, and he laughed even harder. "You're dead-"
He cut me off with a "Hey Jemma!"
I froze. "Hey Maurice!" Footsteps from behind me. I looked at Maurice, who was trying not to laugh.
I swear if you say "bang" one more time I'm gonna fucking smack you so hard...
She passed by.
I let loose a sigh of relief. He chuckled. "You're a dick..."
Time lapse
I was sitting on the amphitheater at school, alone. I popped open a can of redbull and chugged it.
Footsteps behind me, but I paid no attention to it. They got closer and a shadow appeared over my head.
I turned around, and saw her looking down at me. I nodded in greeting and she returned it.
I pulled a redbull out of my bag and offered it to her, still not saying a word. She took it with a small smile, and sat down next to me.
We leaned our backs against each other and enjoyed each other's company in silence, not saying a word. The awkward tension that we've had for so long, was completely forgotten, like nothing had even happened.
I woke up.
YOU ARE READING
My Dream Book
Random"Should I make a dream book?" "No I shouldn't." "Why shouldn't I?" "Because it's gonna be fucking embarrassing!" "Your fucking embarrassing." "Fuck you!" "What time" "..." "..." "..." "Bitch I'm making that dream book."
