As I closed my eyes I couldn't help but to daze into his eyes, ocean blue deep as the sea. I knew at first sight he was the one the one I dreamt of for two months now. I couldn't help but to fall asleep wanting to dream. Wanting to figure out who this boy was and why did I dream of him. The dream played over and over again (vivid blond hair turned to streams of gold, blue eyes turning into waves crashing on the shore, sand molding into his skin, as I tried to grasp his arm he turned back to sand fading to bright light as I look at my hands they dissolve to sand and fly into the wind)
As I grew curiosity I wanted to sleep and sleep, day after day, night after night, wanting to eat less and less, when suddenly I kept dreaming past that point (as the sand blew away a sudden cloud of pitch black swept over the shore, lighting struck, a boy appeared with hair as dark as night and olive skin, eyes as green as emerald hair as curly as springs,he was as cold as ice) The very thought of him made me tremble yet I felt a sense of security. I finally wake up and go to school just a normal day. Then when I was reading my book I was awakened by the teacher introducing a new student