You're supposed to be mine.
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"Brooke, I had a dream about that guy again last night."
"Seriously, Eboni? This is becoming just a little weird. You sound like a stalker."
I dug my heels into the ground and turned swiftly to face my best friend. Brooke and I had been friends ever since my mum began babysitting Brooke when we were both two. We hadn't always been the best of friends, though. The two of us faught a lot up until the age of five. When Brooke came over on a day her mum and dad was working, she used to bully me in my own home! She would pull my hair, break my toys, and mess up my room! She blamed me for having parents who were both so detached from her life. Of course, we worked passed this, and became very close friends. More like sisters than anything else.
"It's not my fault I'm dreaming about a guy who I've never met before. It's not like I can wake up during the dream and tell myself to stop fantasising about him!" I said, rolling my eyes. Brooke was missing that tiny detail. The one which was plainly obvious.
"But it is weird. How can you be dreaming about someone you have never met before, goodness sake!?" brooke sighed, frustrated.
"I have no idea."
Brooke sighed again, very quietly, as she started walking towards her locker again. I followed behind and we both dumped our bags on the corridor floor once we had reached our lockers.
"What was this guy doing in your dream exactly?" Brooke seemed to notice the sheepish grin on my face and asked "could it be any worse than the last few dreams?"
"Perhaps" she was right. I had gad some creepy dreams about this sexy , handsome and just plain beautiful guy. I thought it would be hard for me to make up such a face.
Brooke stayed silent, waiting for me to explain in further detail but I didn't. Instead I leaned against my locker watching her uncomfortable expression as she put books into her locker. This whole subject was a little awkward for Brooke to listen to, I knew that, but who else was I supposed to tell?
She closed her locker door and lifted her bag from the floor, putting it over her shoulder with a slight grimace on her face.
I lifted an eyebrow. "Heavy?"
"Very" she replied and lifted my bag from the ground handing it to me. "Come on, we're going to be late. You can tell me about this dream of your's on the way."
I took my bag from her grasp and pulled it onto my shoulder. "Sure thing."
Just as I turned around meaning to head towards registration in the opposite direction, I walked right into an open locker door and ended up sprawled across the floor with something heavy on top of me. I looked up to see that I was being pinned to the floor by a person.
"I'm so sorry." the 'person' said.
Just then, I heard a loud laugh coming from behind me. Obviously Brooke found my little encounter humorous.
Whoever had fell on top of me, stood up and walked away swiftly. I didn't get a chance to see who he was and to scold him for being such a klutz. Although, it probably was my own fault. I was pulled to my feet and was standing in front of Brooke, who was trying unsuccessfully to bite back another round of laughter.
"Come on, Klutz. You okay?" she asked, dipping her head so she could look me in the eye.
I brushed myself off and smoothed out my clothes before picking up my bag and slinging it over my shoulder. "Yeah, I'm okay. Who was that?" I cocked my head to the side trying to see around Brooke to the figure who was rushing down the hall, heading for the males restroom, I thought. All I could tell was that he had thick dark blonde hair which was long enough to cover his eyes when he was leaning forward, as I couldn't tell who he was when he was lying on top of me. He had on a tight fitted white top, which you could see his beautiful toned body through, and a pair of loose fitted light blue jeans. Yum.
Brooke shifted her weight to the other foot, turning to gaze to the boy walking down the corridor in a hurry. She shrugged, "dunno, but he was hot."
Luckily there was no-one around to see my little fall. But I could tell that my best friend still thought it was funny, because of the twisted expression on her face. She was trying her best not to laugh.
Brooke was a stunning girl. She was thin - she worked hard for her body - she was about 5ft6, with long dark straight hair, tanned skin and huge blue eyes. All the guys practically drooled over her. She was cheer captain, but not snobby at all. She was just like a regular person and not like your average stereo-type cheer captain. Also, she always had a calm aura, around her. Anything bad that happened she took in her stride, and never let anyone put her down ... And she was the exact opposite to me.
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|Emma Stone||as Jessica Smith|
|Hayden Panettiere||as Stacey Dunn|
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