Dreams

Sparks

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ryann's point of view

"Babe, you look great! Don't worry!" My best friend, Cami, reassures me. We are heading to my first college party. My heart is racing and my palms are sweating profusely. A college party! Who do I think I am?

Cami confidently strides out to the car, clutch in hand. I basically waddle in these ridiculous heels and finally make it to the red Honda.

"Ready for the night of your life?" Cami asks, squeezing my hand. I nod and gulp, trying to settle my nerves.

We walk into the Fraternity house and wild partygoers are everywhere. As you can tell, I'm not a party girl. I just thought I would support Cami and see what the hype was all about.

"Can I grab you a drink?" A guy asks me. I turn, about to shoot him down but I catch his blue orbs. "I—Um sure," I accept and his face lights up. "Alrighty then, stay right here," he requests in his thick country accent. The "mystery man" seemed older than me.

He comes back a few minutes later with a beer in his hand. I thank him and turn inquisitively, "What is your name?" He looks confused for a moment. "Oh! It's Evan Monroe, what's yours?" He asks back. Great, small talk. "Ryann Campbell."

We hang out for the rest of the night and I like him more as the minutes pass. He likes to travel and is a business major. It totally fits his overall vibe.

I spot Cami a few times throughout the night. She's pretty drunk and I make it a priority to make sure she's okay.

The party comes to a close for me and Evan asks to walk me out to the car, so I let him. Just as I'm about to shut the car door something weird happens. You might even call it magic.

As I say goodbye and look into Evan's eyes, I feel transported. Lots of lights surround me and I feel like I'm floating. Seconds later, I'm all of a sudden in a random house.

"Babe, I'm home!" A male voice calls out. Oh shit! I'm in someone's house!

I turn the corner and I suddenly make eye contact with two extremely familiar blue orbs. Evan?

"Ry! Why are you wearing that dress again? That brings up the good ole' days!" He yells, a reminiscing look in his eyes.

I give him a confused look but something horrifying dawns on me. I time traveled. I freaking time traveled!

I hear a small voice walk up to me and it's a little girl. "Mommy!"

• • •

I wake up, screaming. "What's wrong!" A voice yells beside me. I slowly turn and I see muscular arms. I look up and meet the bluest eyes.

"Evan, I had the weirdest dream! The night we first met, I transported in the future and was in our house. That was so odd! Even little Lily was in it!" I explain.

"Weird!" He exclaims.