THE DREAM MYSTERY

Chapter 3

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My mom always trusted me to wake myself as I always did wake on my own. That's why she was fully dressed for work. My dad always left home early and we never got to see him in the mornings unless it's on weekends.

"Hurry up wake up girl! You have to be in school in thirty minutes. I don't know why you are still here." My mom was yelling at me but to be honest, I wasn't in that world I was still wondering about the dream I had last night. I need to be in school in thirty minutes so I just shook off those thoughts of my mind.

As my mom left my room I took a shower and started preparing for school in hurry. I left the breakfast there in the table, I just grabbed some snacks and was set to school. I didn't even clean my room. After all, there is no one in my home, secondly, I will be back home in the evening to clean it.

The drama in school was quietly on an end today but I don't know why. Since my school dramas last for like a week and are never forgotten for years. As I walked in the hallway I didn't get that many stares and it looked like everyone was busy on their own except for a few. Especially Lydia's group. Am not surprised though because they are the group suffering. Their whole leader is down on the guy who is falling for her enemy ha-ha. To be awkward sometimes I am happy that he is falling for me. If she does anything annoying to me I know where to attack her from after all am that girl who ended up in her boyfriend's room walls lol.

I didn't see Samantha since morning as all my classes were hectic even though I had no lesson with either Lydia or Bob. I walked into the lunch cafeteria looking for Samantha. I looked around to see where she was sitting. I couldn't see her because the whole cafeteria was buzzing around and everyone was walking around. I was sure she was sitting somewhere. I wanted to scream out her name but didn't want to since I was already the center of the school's attention. I was wondering how to get to her I was roaming around them when I heard my name from a familiar voice behind me. "Anna, are you looking for Samantha?"

I looked back over my shoulder to see who it was. There stood Bob smiling ear to ear. I rolled my eyes and looked back. "I know you are angry with me but Samantha is sitting at the back of the cafeteria and you won't be able to make to her with all these people squeezing around, so I was just trying to help." What an innocent and kind boy trying to help me make through the crowd. I surely could make it through on my own with no one's help I know it is hard to but I can do it because I am Anna.

"Thanks for your concern but I can make it through on my own. Go help your girlfriend. I am sure she needs you the most." I kept on walking and trying hard to make through the crowd not even daring to look at his face.

"Everyone disperse!!!!" I heard Bob growl behind me as the whole cafeteria dropped dead in silence and all over sudden gave me some way to walk through. That wasn't the only thing but also the stares began again which is my biggest fear. I hated having attention from everyone and everyone looking at me. Maybe he needed to understand that I am not Lydia. I don't like attention. To not forget Lydia was also standing behind him holding a tray with two burgers one for her and the other for Bob or maybe she is hungry and both are hers who knows?

I gave a sweet smile to him and walked away. In a way, that smile wasn't for him but rather for Lydia. Anyways I made to Samantha and all those dramas kicked out of my mind I wanted to tell her what happened, but first I needed to thank her that she already bought the food for us. It was strange that Samantha bought the food so early. I and she always buy the last and we always end up with some salad not making to the smoothies and burgers. Something doesn't add up.

"What is happening today did you come early here?" I asked her as I took my seat.

"No what do you mean?" there was that look on her face she wanted me to ask the question directly.