romeo + juliet ↠ l.h

12

"Baby," Luke breathlessly breathes out, "Please don't go home yet."

My eyes lift to meet his, there are tears in his eyes as he lays over me. We are at the hidden spot in my backyard, the one by the hole in the fence.

"I have to leave. Don't tell anyone."

And with that, I awake from what can arguably be one of the strangest and most cryptic dreams I have had.

What is he doing to me? I think to myself.

I don't bother to speculate the meaning of this dream much, because I realized I woke up late and I had a bus to catch early in the morning for a student council field trip. And no, we can't drive ourselves. I already asked, we're required to ride the bus.

I would've done anything to distract myself from the recurring and invasive thoughts of Luke I'd been having. It was bad enough that his presence at school made me antsy, but now I'm dreaming about him? Are you kidding me?

As if I needed that confusion right now.

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Student Council had this lame thing every single year. You wake up at 6, get on a bus, and drive two hours to some other school where you're expected to 'mingle' and meet with other people from other high schools.

Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed being in student council, I just didn't like wasting my Saturday crammed in a gym with other kids who I didn't know.

So, as 7 a.m rolled around, and I was deliberately avoiding thinking about the odd dream I had, I found myself walking onto a bus with 30 other people.
Alice had gotten here early to save me a seat. I quickly scanned the rows, telling myself I was looking for Alice, when in reality I was looking for Luke.

I spotted her, in the back left corner, already sitting with Mateo.

I also spotted him, in the middle, already sitting with Josslyn, aka his homecoming date.

I didn't know what came over me, or why I did what I did, but my brain quietly sat by as my legs took me to the first open seat I saw. Aka Emmett, who was conveniently seated right across from Luke and Jocelyn.

Yes. Emmett the total fucking creep douche bag.

Luke had completely ignored me since Tuesday night, but I couldn't blame him. The painful awkwardness of our eyes meeting in the hallway foreshadowed how a conversation would go.

We had almost kissed, for God's sake. What were we even thinking?

That must be the reason behind the dream. My mind was just making up all these ways to fuck with me. But nice try brain, it's not gonna work.

Fuck Luke Hemmings! I thought to myself, when in reality I knew that was a mindset I couldn't even fool myself to fall into. I was already feeling this weird attachment to him, and I certainly didn't hate him.

"Is it cool if I sit here?" I asked Emmett. He looked confused more than happy, but gave me a polite nod.

The bus left, and soon Emmett was talking my ear off about some stupid soccer team he played against and how it was the 'biggest game of his life'. But all I could focus on was what was going on across the aisle.