FACE TO FACE [ ruel van dijk ]

two

jade

"i'm telling you,that guy was totally into me."

krissa says,sipping on her coffee.

"do you even know his name?" i asked.

"girl, it's an after-graduation party,who even cares anymore,right?"
she shrugs.

"but you don't think he's in our class or whatever?"

"nope,im sure.i think i've seen him around school,just not really.."

the coffee lid probably made her lose her train of thought.

"haven't really met him?" i finished.

she snapped,"yeah."

that reminded me of something.

"h-hey,kris?remember that dream i used to tell you about?"

she dipped her bagel in her coffee.
something totally everyone does.

"which one?the one with the hairy chested raw chicken mascot or the-"

"what?ew,no. i mean..the one with the picnic.."

"oh,you mean the one you've been having all your life?perfect picnic date with mr.brown coat,soft flawless hair yet seemingly uneven but totally cute?"

shit,have i been having those dreams that much?

she takes a bite out of her bagel before continuing,   " nah,i don't remember."

i let out a sigh.

"i've been having those again."

"wait, serious?" she tilted her head.

i nodded.

"fuck,were you having one this morning?did i interupt your wine tasting??i am so sorry,jadelyn.."

"ew shut up, it's fine.no biggie."

"you know what that means,right?"

that i am hysterical?

that i am overreacting over some pointless dream that totally doesn't mean anything?

that i might have just resembled him from a movie or a book i recently read?

ugh,who am i kidding?i don't read.
and i barely have time for movies back in college.

"no." i answered blankly.

"the universe is trying to tell you something." she said,waving her bagel like a magic wand.

"is it don't be stupid,jade,dreams are just your chain of thoughts and has nothing to do with whatever fuck you're doing?"

"no,you idiot.it means we're gonna be late for auditions and we better get going!!" she finished her coffee and grabbed my arm.

ruel

"well fuck me harder with a chainsaw!"

"okay um,yeah stop.please.thanks.next!"

"wait was that not okay?i can try again.different line,please?"

"next!"

there goes our 7th McNamara.

i let out a sigh, knowing justin could be in his last bars before he gives up.

he can't give up on this.

"hey,justin?wanna take a break for a while there,bro?" i looked down from the second floor.

"yeah,sure..i guess.les,tell them i'll be right back in 5."

and before leslie,his secretary,could even move,two girls came in the room.

one was a ginger,her outfit screamed 'i am ready for this' , with her messy but still cute ponytail , and the numerous amount of rings on her right hand.

the other one,she was calm.she knew what's going on.she knows what could happen,and she was very careful.

her dark hair fell straight down her back just above her waistline.

her smile. it looked like she didn't want to look too sure or proud that she was gonna get what she wants when she comes out of that door.

i wonder who you could be.