Tis The Season of Falling In Love (Slow Update)

Man from the Past

"The distance between dreams and reality is called action"

-anonymous

The blinding light is peaking through the gaps of the thick drapery causing me to squint my eyes. When my vision finally adjust from the brightness of the room I am now able to assess my surroundings.

As I look around, there are boy band posters plastered in every corner of the room. Blue painted walls accentuate with the black n' white themed covers and furniture. There was a study table as I turn my head to the right and a balcony to my left side. I believe that the bathroom is adjacent to the main door of this room which is where a full length mirror is found.

Funny thing is, I have never been here but I have this strong familiarity in this place, this room. It is like the back part of my hand. How I know that there is a scar right in between my index and middle finger. How I know that my skin is just soft to the touch no matter what rigid works it went through. That kind of familiarity.

I can't think any way around it but...

I slowly examine myself. And yes I still have my clothes on not naked at all as I have imagined. I am currently sitting in a queen sized bed. I was about to get out of it and roam around the house when I heard the door opened. I immediately look at the person responsible for kidnapping me. Maybe just some savior. Well to me it's one way or the other.

"I see your awake." Said the handsome stranger. Kilig to the bones si ateng niyo...[too much liking of something that it melts your insides]

He had this aura that would make any women worship the ground he walk on to. I can't say the least expected from a Greek God who fell from the heavens. Strong features -someone I happen to know who also possess those.

Wait a minute.

"Wait! Who are-" I was unable to finish my sentence because of the proximity between us. One minute he was by the doorway now we're only inches away from kissing.

Kissing? No!!! This lips are only ment for my one great love.

I can feel his breath,his exhale and inhale, right above my lips. I give myself the honor to check out his face but as my eyes went up I was trap in his intense gaze. His eyes resembles a gem, a jade for sure.

"Who am I ? It hurts that you forgot 'bout me." He whispered. I almost didn't get it but I did and after saying those he surprises me. Why? He just gave me an eskimo kiss. He rubbed his nose against mine in a slow and torturous way- what!!!?. His eyes gives me butterflies and makes me weak in the knees. Good thing I'm sitting down.

His eyebrows quirk up as he caught me staring at his lips. A smirk makes its way -perfect now I'm totally embarrassed so ground please just eat me wholeheartedly. I instantly look at his chest trying to avoid those jade colored iris. Hmm.. He definitely has a nice chest.

Whhhaaat?!!!

Oh no how many times have I said 'what?'. I think this is my new record. I heard him chuckle and it was the prettiest sound I have ever heard -yeah that's manly enough. "Are you falling in love with me now? .....
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Besh?"

*blaring of an alarm clock

"Casey! Wake up now this instant! Don't make me say it again."

"Sh*t what time is it!?" I hurriedly and literally jumped off the bed by the time I heard my mother's call. First day of school, first day of disaster. Please, oh dear God heavenly king, guide me in all aspects of my life. I know I am but a normal person.

STUPID STUPID STUPID!!!!! Stupidity at its finest. How can I have that dream among all the other nicer ones. Am I that desperate? 'This is not you, Casey Clair. Forget about that stupid dream, forget him, forget it. Stop thinking about that guy it just give you bad vibes. Bad for your morning and especially for your heart' say inner voice. Are you happy now?

Arrggghhh!!!! Who am I kidding? The ironic theory of suppressing the thought only makes it more likely to surface. It took me merely five minutes to finish -woah job well done Casey.

As I fly down from the second floor of the house to the kitchen. I grab my packed lunch and an apple in the fruit basket as my breakfast.

"Bye mom! Love you!" I kissed her cheeks and brought her in a tight embrace.

"Be careful. I love you too, now hurry cause you'll be late yet again." She's the best mom. The best one I have ever have and no one can take her away unless if we speak of the inevitable.

As I reach the campus I momentarily gave myself a pep talk. 'You can do this just believe and have faith. A new school, new faces, new life what else could go wrong.' The schools is actually pretty huge it has a soccer field, olympic sized pool, auditorium, the biggest library -I heard they have. Oh I just might find my 'the one' lurking around the campus.

Besh...[slang for best friend]

I'm recalling that preposterous dream. Shut up subconscious. Don't make me say it again.

Besh! CASEY CLAIR!!!

No this is not happening. Well it's now or never I really hate surprises. You all think surprises are fun but for me it was never fun. All I got was a scratched knee and a heart attack that nearly killed me every time my best friend organized one. Yes he is the master mind and his friends too, who later on became my friends.

My eyebrows meet halfway thinking of the voice I heard. I search the area scanning their faces. As I turn around I saw someone. Someone I have been wishing not to encounter. Our path never to meet again. I know I'm such a bad friend, best friend to be exact. I just can't face him right now.

Besh....

I'm sorry Gin. I turned my back at him and started running for my life, my heart, my embarrassment. This is the reality and I have to take action.

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