“Hey!! Don’t leave! I don’t know your name! At least tell me your name!” Said a tall dark figure whose face I was not able to distinguish. Despite his desperate call, I turned and left. All I that was in my head was, I know I’m really going to regret this, but I really got to go. As I turned to leave, I saw a crown seated on that person’s head. But was I supposed to get reprimanded just so I could stay with a “prince”? (It could have been a fake crown, hence the use of the inverted commas) Nah! Not a chance! Like Cinderella, I fled the ballroom to go back to....
*****
I woke with a start. A bright flash of light shone on my face, my covers were pulled away from me. “Oh brother!” I thought in my head, “Mom’s on morning call duty.”
I got dressed while still half asleep, but I guess I was more fashion conscious this way. My clothes turned out looking way better than they normally do. I thought to myself, “I should be in that state of mind more often” as I walked past the dining table and grabbed a piece of toast and headed out.
That peculiar dream kept disrupting my train of thought. It kept nagging at me for some strange reason. When I met up with Mal later on, I told her about the dream. The minute I finished telling her, she gasped, stared at me for a second and threw her arms in the air and hugged me, REAL TIGHT.
“Dreaming of a prince means, you’ll meet a prince charming in real life in the near future. OMG!!! YOUR PRINCE IS GOING TO COME!!!!! Maybe he’s Josh? For all you know! You guys have been quite chummy for a period of time now! And you DO like him! For all you know! It might just work out!” The highly enthusiastic look on her face made me feel that there were fireworks going on inside of me as well. It was as if, all that I’d ever wanted was going to work out!
Both Mallory and I were so engaged in our conversation that I bumped into someone. I looked up looking apologetic and wanted to apologise. But, when I saw who it was, my apologetic gaze turned into a fixated glare instead. He apparently recognised who I was and was like “Hey! Didn’t see you there, I’m Jayden.”
“Is that a useful piece of information for me? So that I’d know who to....” And bent down and kissed me. DO I HAVE TO STRESS THE FACT THAT IT WAS ON THE LIPS??? AND IT WAS MY FIRST KISS??? Some might say, oh well at least he’s hot! But I wanted it to be special! With someone I actually liked! Not WITH THIS CREEP!! I’m so totally going to write his name and pin it to a voodoo doll.
If he’s my prince, this is definitely not a fairytale but a NIGHTMARE!
