Dreams

Dream #6 :( Jake ):

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;">Ever since Skye had met Alex she'd had a crush on him. He was, to her, tall, handsome, and sweet. </pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />When Alex started liking Skye's best friend, Lucy, she didn't complain. She told herself that she should be happy for them. Secretly, Skye wished that Alex would like her. </pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />One day, Skye got that chance. </pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />Alex and Lucy had gotten into a fight and now didn't like each other. Alex told Skye that he was choosing between three girls, Skye, Lucy, and a girl that had been a friend before he'd moved to Rapid, Kate. </pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />Skye couldn't believe it. Lucy, because of the fights that she'd had with Alex, made it very clear that she didn't want Alex to like her. The two best friends giggled about it on the phone and at sleepovers. </pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />One day, the two girls made a bet. </pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />"If he chooses Kate, then I will put 'THE WINNER' in my signature for my email." Skye had said. "Then you have to put 'the loser'."</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />"Fine." agreed Lucy, curling her hair. "But if chooses you, it's the opposite."</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />"Deal."</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />The two girls shook hands and sealed the bet. </pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />Later at a sleepover, SKye was emailing Alex. He told her that he had chosen. Lucy and Skye squealed with excitement. </pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />"First I must ask a few questions." his email said. "Skye, how long will you like me for?"</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />To that she answered, "I'm not sure, but I've liked you since I've met you if that helps."</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />"Lucy," his email continued. "will you ever like me again?"</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />Lucy wrote, "I don't think I can."</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />Alex's email finished with, "there's one more question for Kate, but you guys don't need to know that."</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />After a few sent emails, Skye and Lucy discovered that before the questions had been asked, he had been going to choose Skye. Laughing, Skye had become the loser.</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />But a happy loser all the same. </pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />Then her heart sunk. "Does that mean that the questions changed your mind?" </pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />He replied, "I didn't say that. You're just not ready for my answer yet."</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />Skye shrugged and Lucy shrugged back. "ok."</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />Later that day, when Skye was getting ready for a football game, she texted Alex. </pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />"Hey what was Kate's question?"</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />"Why do you want to know?" he asked. </pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />"just wondering."</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />"Well I asked her what she would do if she ever saw me again. She answered...." Skye waited, letting him type it out. "that she would run to me and give me a huge hug and something else and then never let go of my hand until I had to leave again."</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />Skye had a sinking feeling that this "something else" was a kiss, but she wrote "cute". </pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />At the football game Alex asked her about her signature of her email. Laughing, Skye explained the bet. He didn't say anything about it and she didn't think anything of it. </pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />Later that night he texted her. </pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />"You can change your signature to the winner."</pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />Tears sprang to Skye's eyes. All she wrote was "goodnight" and never touched that iPod until morning, hoping it had all been a dream, a nightmare. But it wasn't. </pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />So with tears running down her face, she realized that her heart had been broken twice in one summer, about a month apart. The hot tears streamed down her face as she wrote "the winner" in her signature. That was when she realized what she was. </pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"><br style="line-height: 17px;" />Skye was the first winner in history that had actually wanted to lose. </pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;"> </pre>

<pre style="line-height: 17px; white-space: normal;">:'(</pre>