George sat in class, looking glumly. Some friends stopped by to say hi but he just waved them off. He had developed a headache since he had the dream that almost freaked life out of him. Slowly he drifted to sleep.
In his dream, he found himself in a romantic mood with his crush, Ella. They were sitting on his couch at home and humming alone to pop music. Slowly, they drew close yo one another, intent on kissing. As they were about to lock lips, he was jolted to reality.
He looked around and discovered that the whole class was laughing and making faces at him. The jeering continued until his best friend, Stefan came to his rescue.
"What happened?" George asked hurriedly.
"You were kissing the air,"Stefan laughed mockingly. "Let's get you out of here,"Stefan offered.
As they walked out of the class to the corridor, Stefan broke the silence.
"Who were you kissing in your dream?,"Stefan smiled mischievously.
"Why do you want to know?" George shot back angrily.
"Whoa, whoa. Calm down. Why this sudden outburst?."
"Why should I calm down? Do you think you were making sense by laughing at me with the rest of the class," he retorted angrily.
"Chill. Relax. It is not the way you think."
"So it is in what way? You think I'm so daft that I wouldn't know someone was mocking me."
" It was just so funny but I'm sorry bro. Do you forgive me?," Stefan said apologetically.
"Alright I forgive you," he replied and the two jolly friends hugged tightly.
"So who were you kissing in your dream?"
"It was..... Um......Aargh!!"
He screamed as someone tapped him from behind. He turned to behold Eleanor, the head boy.
"The principal wants to see you."
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Knock! Knock!!
He knocked on the door of the principal's office timidly.
"Come in," a voice bellowed from within.
George entered the principal's office and stood in front of his table, trembling.
"Sit down."
"Sir?," George wasn't sure he heard right. The principal was the most feared man in the school and he never told anyone to sit down including the vice principals.
"I got a call from your uncle," he began in his gruffly voice.
"Your mother wants to see you."
He removed his glasses from his face and wiped the lenses clean of sweat before balancing it on his nose.
"You will leave in the morning".
"Alright Sir."
"You can go."
"Thank you Sir."
Immediately he stepped out of the principal's office, he was confronted by Stefan.
"What happened?"
"My parents want to see me."
"Why?" Stefan shot him a curious look.
"I don't know." he replied nonchalantly.
"I hope it is not connected to your dream," Stefan remarked, a look of concern on his face.
George dropped his head at the statement.
"I pray not."
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