"What happened?"
"What's going on?"
"Call the cops!"
"...Mom?"
"Scott!"
"Wha....what's going on? Where's..."
"....I'm sorry..."
I woke up, screaming.
I had that dream again.
It was getting stronger and stronger.
I was almost positive it was a memory.
I just had to remember it.
"Mr. Hoying?"
I blinked.
I wasn't in my bed.
I wasn't even in my house.
I had fallen in sleep during choir.
"Is there a reason you screamed out loud during my class?" Mr. Howard called.
I blinked. "huh?.."
Mitch stiffled a laughed next to me and I saw Kevin roll his eyes.
"There....is."
"Do you care to tell me?"
"......No?"
The class all laughed and I blushed.
"I should ask this again. WHY did you scream in my class, and I expect you to answer this time."
I nodded. "I'm sorry Mr. H."
Mr. Howard sighed and motioned for me to sit down. I did, not meeting Mitch's eyes.
"Ayyyy look at you mr. misbehavin'."
"Sweetheart shut up"
"What's next, getting in a fight with Mrs. Janks for not polishing the floors clean enough?"
"You have a pretty face Mitch. Please don't make me hurt it."
Mitch rolled his eyes. "Don't worry. I love a guy with an attitude."
I blushed and Mitch smiled. "You're cute."
"Stop joking around sis I mean it"
"I do too." Mitch leaned in really close. "I mean it."
"OKAY this'll do for today. Class dismissed." Mr.Howard called out. I grabbed my books and bags and ran out, my face on fire.
***
"Wait, Scott! Scott!" Mitch called after me but I didn't answer. I had to get away from him. I was going to go hard if he kept on with the whispering and face closing in.
"Scott WAIT"
"Mitch please go away"
"Why are you running away from me?" A hand closed around my wrist and I whipped around.
"LOOK I can't talk right now, alright? I just.."
Mitch put his lips on mine. I stared at him, totally surprised. "Mitch what are you..."
