I'll Meet You In My Dreams

What is Reality?

 As Marco continued to bring meals to patients he couldn't stop thinking about the girl he saw previously. Maybe his eyes were deceiving him but, something seemed awfully familiar about her. Even though he could only see slips of blond hair through her sheets. Honestly, he feels like a creep.

"Thanks for helping me" Janna lightly shoved me, as she sat beside me. I didn't expect a 'thank you' but it was greatly appreciated.

"I didn't have a choice though"

"I guess that's true"

We continued to sit in silence. Marco missed his dreams. Even though it was only a week, he couldn't but feel lonely. Like a black hole was slowly trapping him from the inside. He can't even remember the sound of her laugh. Sometimes Marco wonder if she was real. Sure, this isn't a fairytale but, he can't help from hoping. Hoping that she's real. Hoping that he'll one day learn her name.

"Are you okay?" Janna asked. Marco leaves no time to contemplate on what he was going to say.

"I'm in love" Janna didn't look so surprised. As if she knew everything that went in his head. Like some crazy witch.

"Skater-girl right?" She was so wrong. Marco hasn't thought about Jackie in so long. Jackie was calm and collected. She has a soft smile and seaside eyes. But, ukulele girl was wild and free. She had an effervescent smile and sky blue eyes. Maybe Marco had a thing for blond girls. Besides that they were nothing alike.

"No" Marco responded, blushing furiously "she's someone I'll probably never meet again". Just saying that made Marco want to cry. Knowing that he had no way to connect to her was the painful truth of reality. This wasn't some strange dream. Marco was completely awake.

Then Janna punched him.

But, it was a different punch.

It hurt so much more.

"Don't be such a loser!" Janna shook his shoulder violently, "love isn't something you can attain so easily so man-up!". Janna didn't understand. Marco would run miles to find ukulele girl again. He'd sail over the pacific ocean, without a doubt.

"You need to wake up"

A voice inside his head starts to block out his senses.

"Give me the friggin wand"

It get's louder and louder.

"I won't hurt you"

Toffee.

Ukulele girl is real. Marco can feel it. But, what does this all mean? Is the wand keeping her trapped in another universe? Or...she's trapped in a dreamworld? My dreams...

But, what could Marco do? He doesn't know who she is or where she is. How is he suppose to find her. Marco need's a clue.

Marco need to get his dreams back...at any cost.

Word Count: 452

Author's Note:

Okay, so let me tell you something really pathetic. I'm kind of chubby because I snack a lot, but I'm also decently active. I mean I got a 41 on the pacer and a 15 on the push-up test. It's not horrible.

All my friends call me cute and adorable and I used to like that. But, lately I've been kind of feeling like those hamsters you see at the pet store with their mouths stuff with food. They are cute...in a derpy way.

Do I look derpy?

Oh, back to the point. So today my mother asked me if I lost weight, and even though I knew I didn't I felt really happy.

And then I felt pathetic.

How empty and shallow am I to get so excited over loosing weight? Unless you are living an unhealthy lifestyle the your body is perfect to me, so why don't I feel the same about myself?

Does anyone else relate or am I shallow?

It's like my brain is my worst enemy...Wow that's a really beautiful way to put it. Go Author-chan!

Or Kiwii.

Whatever you wanna call me ^^