"What are you thinking about?" Ella asks me while we're going up the stairs to the front door of the museum.
The entree is huge, everywhere are these big windows with images of bodyparts on it and statures in front of the entreedoor.
I think there are at least thirty steps you have to climb up to arrive at the front. The door is made of dark wood, it looks kinda impressive to be honest.
"Actually I am thinking about you." I answer trying to hide my fear of ruining the day even more.
"Wait, about me ? Why and what?" She asks back with a big smile on her face.
Her green eyes always make me remember the green polarlights I saw when I was on vacation with my parents. I was ten if I remember this correctly. It was mesmerising to see the beauty of nature in the night sky with the people you love the most, I will never forget the feeling I had at that moment I saw the lights shimmer over our heads leaving this amazing sound that makes my heart pound faster everytime I pull it back into my mind. Ella makes me feel the same way. I like that about her.
"Ehm I told myself that I am not dreaming while I looked at you." I blush a little but it's the truth, she is so beautiful it hurts. I try not to look her directly in the eyes when I say this.
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The girl in my dreamsHumor
Not a normal teenfiction! Book has a special plot twist. Brandon is 18 when this dreams start. Every night he dreams about a girl with piercing green eyes and golden brown hair.He only sees flashes of her, brief glimpses and each time his eyes open...