Short Story : ' Dream Come True '

“I’m fine!” they rushed out, forcing their eyes to meet with his. It almost stung. “I really am fine.”

“I’m sorry.” She brushed away the gravel embedded in her now bloodied elbows. “It won’t happen again.”

Jessica's smile dropped. "It did?" She looked hurt. "I didn't mean to upset him, Phil- dad. I really

“tiptoes to the door and opens it, walks out. Curtains close behind her and spotlight shines on her.

My eyes follow his every step until he's making noise in the seat behind me. The last seat in the classroom, and it's covered in gum. I turn around to see him already

“Uh I’m sorry for your loss.” Gilbert says, breaking off slightly at the end, nervous of Matthew’s reaction.

“I don’t… Of course not!” I retorted without even thinking. The tears started to pour out and I couldn’t do anything to stop them. “Why does everyone keeps jumping to that conclusion when we’re together?! How many times must I say, ‘no, I don’t like him,’ for you people to understand?!”

“D- don’t worry about it. I’m fine” I said, with a sniffle and a tear rolling down my cheek and dripping onto my shirt.

The wind slams the school doors shut and I walk to the door. Weird. The weather forecast didn't say it would have windy weather. I decide to go outside and check if I'm in the right school.

”Hold on.” Your doorbell had rung so you jump out of bed and head to the door. At first, you had thought some

His head jerks up as I call him by his hated nickname. Surprisingly though, he doesn't scold me for scaring him or for calling him by the name he’d told me countless times not to say. He moves his hands to cover whatever it was that he was writing in his little notebook. That's a little suspicious, but I'll figure it out later. When he realizes that I'm not going to leave, he just closes it and looks up at me.

“Oh,” I didn’t think that Craig has a crush on me, besides even if he does, who cares?

I opened my eyes slightly expecting Mina to be leaning over me, trying to kiss me, but instead I found myself staring up as Brian knelt over me with his lips red and puckered as he leaned closer and

His mouth curves into parenthesis. “You’re in the hospital,” he begins. “Don’t worry, it’s normal to be disoriented after The Cut.”

“It sounds as though someone is in the kitchen. I will call the police. You stay here and don’t make a sound until I return.” Andrew put on his robe and shoes and tiptoed out of the room. Margaret waited a few minutes before deciding she wanted to see what was going on downstairs. Putting on her robe, and went out into the hallway, to listen. When she was unable to hear anything, she went down the hall and stopped at the top of the stairway.