Run.

The girl.

"Run!!!!." Malaya said screaming at the top of her lungs.

"Where???." I said running as fast as I could, through the woods in the dark, but all I see was the same trees the same grass. Everywhere I turned it was the same. Same muss on the tree tops and the same wet dripping grass on the trees base.

"Come on!!." She calls to me. She was running up hill in the pouring ran.

RING RING RING

"AHHHH!!." I woke up in my bed wet with sweat again. I've been having the same dream almost everynight. I can never finish it. Who is Malaya??.  What was happening?. Do we get away?.

I was getting ready for school and something seemed familiar. I couldn't put my finger on it. I looked around my room same dresser, messing because I don't like to fold. Same window, cracked open to let cool air in. Same mess on the floor. Except for the new stain on the carpet.

I went to the bathroom looking around for my brush. I always miss place it. Then brushed my teeth with my blue tooth brush. And got dressed just some skinny jeans and a black shirt that had a hole in the shoulder.

I turned on the TV down stairs waiting for my bus to come. Still feeling the weird familiar thing. But didn't think to much about it. Finally my bus came. With the same screech as it stops, the same yellow bus with the same broken doors where I have to open it myself.

"Good morning". Said the bus driver smiling with his wrinkling face as his eyes kinda caved in. He looked at me as if something was up. "Be wear young boy" he said grabbing my arm with his arthritis wrinkling hands. He a tight grip to the point he was hurting me.

"Duded what the hell is your problem?." I pulled my arm away. It had a red mark to where he put his hand was placed. I headed threw the full bus to find a seat. The last seat was always opened because it was always the coldest spot in the morning. But I like the cold and I was away from almost everyone.

"Hey dick head". Said Jonny. Jonny was a chubby boy who had puffy hair and pimples all over his face like a pepperoni pizza freshly out of the oven. He always wore the finest clothes and accessories. But never looked good in them.  And still wanted more.

"What do you want?."  I replied showing no care at all.

"Those earbuds". He said reaching his hand as if I was gonna give them.

"You have your own?."

"Yeah but I want those.". He said as he's winking at a girl who is popular. See Jonny thinks he can get anyone but I'm pretty sure he's never had a gf.

"Fuck off". I said then putting my earbuds in showing him he can't have them.

"I wou-" I turned up my music so I wouldn't have to listen to his annoying voice that sounds like he had been smoking for years.

As we came to school I went straight to my locker. That was marked loser in spray paint. This always happened to my locker so i made sure to have wipes to fix it. The school has never tried to do anything about it. It really grinds my gears. After going through all the junk in my locker i found my Earth Science binder and went to class.

The class was kinda big and it had groups of six in every table. And the teacher desk in the corner always a mess with papers piling 10 ft high. And lab tables on the right side of the room. The sinks always had paper balls, pencils, and pens stuffed in the drain.

"Okay class we have exciting news!!!!!." A POP QUIZ!!!." Ms. Cooke was always happy to give those out. Jumping up and down with her curly brown hair and tight shirt and heals. "But first kids we have new student".

As this beautiful girl walks in. My mouth suddenly dropped. It was her!!. Malaya the same girl in my dream!!. I couldn't believe it. It wouldn't leave my head. The same short girl.  She had the same straight hair. And brand clothing. And soon that familiar feeling came back. I felt sick, "Ms. Cooke can I use the bathroom?." She looked at me as if I was interrupting "Hurry up Brad."

I got up pulling my seat all the way back "moron" a kid yelled the the back by the lab tables, but I ignored running straight to the bathroom.

"No no this can't be happening??. " How??." I don't understand? ?." I was washing my face with water, so much water someone would think I'm drowning myself.

"Yoo bro what the hell did you do get a girl pregnant?." Said Michael knowing that would never happen. He was a tall and skinny kid black hair and girls thought he was a very hot piece of ass. I could talked to him about anything.

"Remember the dream I was telling you about??." I said, Im pretty sure starting to sweat.

"The one you can't finish??" Like everything else" he said with a chuckle.

"I'm being serious". Getting annoyed Michael could never be serious to save his life.

"Woo okay Bro what's up?? "

"The girl she's real!." She's fucking real!". I said now pacing back and forth.

"What do you mean bro?. She's real?. What?? "

"She's in my class right now!."  I thought I was going crazy. I couldnt believe it. How could she be real. It was just a dream nothing more then a dream!!.
"Let's check this out". Michael pushed me out of the bathroom and right into my class.

"Brad sit down". and work on your test.

I'm sitting there confused not knowing what the hell I'm supposed to do.