Surviving High School

She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy

A/N: Thanks for all the wonderful reviews everyone!  Makes me happy!  So when I wrote this chapter, I'd found an awesome dress for Bella to wear.  I have since lost the picture, so I had to find one that was similar.

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I woke up from the nightmare screaming in terror. My heart was racing at a million miles a minute, and I was covered in a thin layer of sweat. Charlie came running in a few minutes after I woke up, wanting to make sure I was okay. I told him that I was fine, but in truth, I was shaken. It had been a long time since I'd had a nightmare that frightening.

I tossed and turned the rest of the night and finally gave up getting back to sleep. By four, I'd played all my Facebook games. I was half-tempted to give Farmville a try, but thankfully, sanity prevailed.

By the time school rolled around, I was mentally and physically exhausted. I couldn't even bring myself to be excited that Edward was picking me up, and he noticed that something was wrong immediately.

"You look tired, sweet girl. Didn't sleep well?"

I shook my head. I told him that I'd had a bad dream and that I couldn't get back to sleep. I was amazed at how concerned he was. It gave me a warm feeling to know that he cared for me.

My day passed by in a sleep-deprived blur. If you had asked me what I'd done that day, I wouldn't have been able to tell you. By the time the bell rang, I was more than ready to head home and take a nap. I would've loved to say that I slept well for the rest of the week, but I didn't. Night after night, I was plagued with nightmares and a sense of foreboding. Whatever it was, by the time the dance rolled around on Friday night, I was a mess. Every little thing made me jump, and the hairs on the back of my neck were tingling. I prayed that the dance would go off without a hitch and that there wouldn't be any problems.

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"Bella! You need to hurry up and get out of the shower! I need time to fix your hair and makeup," Alice hollered at me through the closed bathroom door.

Reluctantly, I stepped out of the shower and wrapped myself up in a fluffy towel. After cleaning a spot of fog off the mirror, I took a good long look myself. I looked like crap. I had suitcases under my eyes, and my face looked taut and tired. Ugh. I really hoped Alice could work some magic on me. I trudged into my room and found Alice had turned my dresser into a vanity counter. Makeup and hair styling products were everywhere.

"Sit!" she ordered, pointing to my desk chair. I sat down, towel still securely wrapped around me, and waited as she got everything she needed.

"Geez, Bella. You look like you haven't slept in a week. What's going on?" she asked as she began applying makeup to my face.

"I've been having nightmares all week. I just--I have a bad feeling that something is going to go wrong. I can't explain it."

She nodded and continued what she was doing. "You should always pay attention to your dreams and your feelings. If you feel something is wrong, then something probably is. I've been feeling a bit off-center myself, but let's not dwell on it. Tonight you're going to dance with my handsome brother and have a great time."

It was easier said than done, to not dwell on the bad feeling that was engulfing me. But I agreed with her and watched her transform me. By the time she was done with my makeup, you couldn't tell that I hadn't slept in a week. She pinned my hair up into some kind of fancy hairdo and then told me to go get dressed. I grabbed my dress and changed into it as quickly as I could. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and damn, if I didn't look good.