the dream catcher's diary by bluepie 202

.☆.the first night.☆.

Narrator:

It was a distant and draining spin as the northern wind blew in tearing up the south borders. A tiny village lay barren in its sleepy streets as all the members lay asleep. Every house was damaged in some way but there was one that stood out. The house was the smallest and meakest of them all. Vines clanked against the tortutured walls. Whip-lashing the rugged old house in all sorts of ways. Lying inside was a demolished bed with-holding a young man who hadn't noticed the terrors of the storm outside his slumber. This young man held a crystal in one hand and the other under his neck. A  spiritual deck scattered the floor dancing against the wind. Every now and then the man shifted into unknown shapes for comfort. As the storm raged on so did the mans swift attacks against the pillows he layed upon. It will be a long night for this man as well as the storms fight against the land.

              -☆-the dream-☆-

"Mark my words! If you don't do your job right the first time, don't even come to this job again. And for the love of the Gods fix your uniform." The chirping king dutifully answered to the unhelpful, no good, servant boy. Whom slithered out of the room like quick sand capturing a victim.
Not soon after a knock interrupted the King's silence.

"Who is it?" The king unexcitedly asked.

"It's me master... I have brought the stuff."

"Foolish Boy, it better not be a trick again. I do hate your trickery." The king opened the door to witness a known villan of the town. His nickname is Sir. Sunset. (Aka the man who kills for the king...at sunset.)

"Lover boy is in our sights sir" the villian perched slowly slurring the reckage out.

"He is only as weak as they make them... the princess won't be harmed any longer from this bafoon." The villan laughed nearly hacking out a victorous rumble. He directed his arms around to his pouch and grabbed a bottle that shined brightly.

"What is that?" The king questioned nearly tripping.

"The good-boy killer" Mr. S swiveled the drink and chugged it down his throat. The room spun and then thunk. Mr.S had fallen and his body morphed into a unique and drastically changing form.

"God, what have you done?" The king shreiked and scurried back. "Go away! Go away! Get out!" He yelled.

"Si-i-ire, relax." Mr.S slithered out of his throat. Hissing out all the gory letters with his enlarged tongue.

"No! No. Change back now! Right now!" The king shuffled back and swiveled towards his desk. He then fainted.

        -☆- End of Dream -☆-

The storm has switched paths and walked out of town. The boy swished to the left and heard his blaring alarm. He twitched a stretch, allowing his back to expand out. He rolled up, croaked out a yawn and pulled himself up out of bed.

The stairs were now tangled in sunlite rays. Colors of the warm sun shined through the window and bounced around the house with freedom.

" Good Morning, Marcus! " a little girl chirped. "Mommie went to the market for some milk and eggs. Make sure to get ready for school." She continued as she circled her older brother to climb the stairs.

"Thanks, sis." Marcus made his way to the kitchen directing his attention towards the orange drink and the toast his mother made him. He ate his meal and then made his way up-stairs. He searched his miniature closet to find his freshly pressed school uniform. Dressing at an unpresidented speed and running off to the school hall.

Mary Jane, the dazzling new girl, found her way into Marcus's sights. The young, simple girl was dressed in a smile, positively holding her gaze with her new friends, Brook and Claire. Brook was the chatty girl of their group and Claire was the party gal. Mary was the charming, kind girl who didn't like to waste her time on the negative eye. Mary glanced at Marcus who was obviously staring at a distance.

" Please excuse me. Marcus is waiting for me. " Mary Jane walked past her giggling friends.

"Hello Marcus! How is your morning?!" Mary took his breath a way while saying her hello's.

"Um-uhh its been good. Sun is shiny. How is your's Mary Jane?!" He struggled out.

"It has improved with you in it. Thank You." She flattered him with a gentle indication of her attraction towards him.

" You're to kind. How was your weekend? " He smiled and responded easily.

"It was comfortable and I wish my friends wouldn't stare. I guess you can't control them though can you. " She joked and then said " I would love to hangout with you sometime. I have to go now. It was a good chat with you though. " She smiled then swiftly walked back to her new friends. Marcus was stunned. Before long the bell rang and they all made their way to the classroom.

"Please be seated. Today is a great day isn't it?" Mrs. Peabody questioned. 

"Not if we are back." Danny retorted. Upsetting the woman enough to get a slap with the ruler.

"Any negativity is left at the door, understood?" Mrs. P harshly tensed the words towards Danny. Danny submitted and rubbed his knuckles. "Yes, m'am."

"Good, now write a one page essay about the reasons today is good. Danny I require two from you."

The class soon after finished and Marcus found his way out to the front for lunch. He unwrapped his sandwhich and slowly ate, watching Mary and her friends. His friends found there way to him. Giddy smiles on their faces.

"Look at this sight! You have eyes on the newbie!" Simon reported loudly. Mary's friends laughed as she blushed.

Marcus hushed his friends obviously red with embarrasment. They laughed and sat beside him. Mary moved and her friends followed.

"Did you ask her yet?" Fredrick suggested.

"Not yet, keep it down will yah?!" Marcus spoke softly.

"Go do it then. Go ask her. Or I will. She's cute." Fredrick responed poking at Marcus.

"No you won't." Marcus sighed moving to where Mary found her way to.

"Hey! Can we talk?!" Marcus attempted desperately.

"I would like that. Are your friends coming? I'd rather be alone with you than them with. " Mary Jane mocked, while trying to be nice about it.

"Just me." Marcus quickly responded.

"Good." Jane sighed.

They walked together until both groups were out of sight. There was no one actually, just them. "Do you wanna go out with me. As my girlfriend" Marcus nervously asked. Mary lightly cried at the words. She had never been in a realtionship before. "Do I say yes? Yea, sure. I'm new to this stuff. Yes!" She smiled. Marcus inwardly softened. "Great!" He smiled the suggested their first date at the cinema. " I would love that, Marcus!" She excitedly spoke as she hugged him. He hugged her back, feeling satisfied and warm. She could feel his warmth against herself, she was happy to be in a relationship.

Classes began and the couple seperated for the rest of the day until school was out. The final bell rang and the school burst open with kids of all ages spilling out. The two new lovers made way to the side of the school yard to cuddle and 'study'. Marcus kissed her forehead and relaxed as they read and wrote what their assigned homework required.

Soon after the school yard was empty and they had to seperate til dawn tomorrow. Marcus delivered one more kiss before they went their seperate ways. Mary trailed off to the other path and was out of sight.

Marcus made sure she was miles away before leaving for his mile walk home. He found himself giddy and at home alone. He went upstairs and started to undress when he heard his sisters voice come in.
The day was now night and everything was good in the world, for now.