Dexter took in a deep breath as he felt a soft breeze run across his face and his ginger hair warm from the sun. When he opened his pale blue eyes everything was fuzzy, however he knew the person sitting across from him was his sister. Dexter grabbed his thick glasses and set them on the ridge of his nose. Dee Dee was in focus now. She had long blonde hair and the same pale blue eyes. For once she was out of her ballet outfit and in a white dress with different types of flowers in her golden hair. She occasionally took him out of his normal scientific habitat to bring him back to earth. Even though she annoyed the living hell out of him, Dexter truly appreciated his sister now.
"How long has it been Dexter since we have visited like this?" She asked softly opening her eyes and smiling.
She was sitting in a meditation pose unlike Dexter who sat with his legs just crossed. "It's been longer than I like" He said looking down, his cheeks heated some. Dee Dee softly giggled and placed a hand on Dexter's shoulder.
"Yes, it has, what has been going on recently?"
Dexter looked back up at his sister.
"I've been having these dreams recently…" His cheeks dusted with pink.
"About what?" She asked sympathetically knowing he must have been embarrassed about the subject. Dexter nervously cleared his throat and took another breath.
"It's weird, they're about this girl, she's tall, has long orange hair and wears a rather large red bow. She seems so familiar, like we have met before. We usually talk for a little then…"
Dexter looked away as his face grew redder with the more he said. Dee Dee chortled and gave him a hug. A ring shot through the area, then repeated a few seconds later. Dexter covered his ears.
"What is that noise?!?!" He yelled over the ringing. Arms wrapped around him, he felt tears streak down his face. Darkness surrounded him.
"Goodbye Dexter, I love you…" The words echoed in the sudden darkness.
Dexter jerked up from his bed. His alarm rang at his side it was six and he needed to get ready for work. He pressed the off button and placed his face in his hands. Tears streaks lay on his cheeks. He took in a shaky breath and exhaled audibly. Dexter grimaced then fell back onto his bed. He stared up at the blurred ceiling. It was too short he thought to himself. Dexter rolled onto his side and he clumsily searched his bedpost for his glasses. He slipped them on and got himself out of bed. His frame was slim as he made his way to the bathroom. He wore a pair of solid purple boxers that hung loosely from his hips.
Even though it was a depressing topic for Dexter, he enjoyed his occasional dream visits with his sister. Recently they had been less frequent and it was starting to wear on him. He was starting to get tense all the time, he was eating less, and he kept himself busy with his work. It had been three years since his sister had passed, but he still felt the emptiness she left behind.
The dreams of this stupid mystery girl were taking up the only time he had with his sister. The only person he could really open up to and relax with. Dexter sighed and turned on the bathroom light. He turned on the shower tap and let the water run until it warmed up. While he waited he stepped back into his room to grab his clothes. He placed them on his bed. His house wasn't that big, it was mainly for one person.
Everything in and about the room was simple. The walls were a solid cream color, his bed was in the middle of the room and the sheets were solid blue. He wasn't really into any fancy designs. There was a small bedside table and a hamper by the bathroom, but other than that the room was empty.
Dexter walked back into the bathroom that had changed into a sauna now. He took his glasses off after they fogged. He reached into the stall and turned the heat down then stepped in. After cleansing himself, Dexter sat down in the shower. He closed his eyes and let the water run over him as his thoughts ran around in his head: all these thoughts of this girl and the profound teachings of his sister.
Since the dream was so short this time she wasn't able to give him any insight like she normally did. Stepping out of the shower Dexter grabbed his towel and wrapped it around his waist. He used his hand to brush his hair back and out of his face then snagged his glasses on his way out. The clock read in green numbers that it was now six eighteen. He slumped down on his bed and stared up.
He really didn't want to go into work today. Since Dexter had been a "boy genius" he was able to get his masters degree in molecular physics then went on to teach at the university nearby at the age of twenty three. However he started a research fund in the name of his sister in environmental conservation. If she was still here I'm sure she would be trying to save all the beautiful things in the world he thought to himself. He had been teaching for two years now and had a routine.
He preferred to be at the college before seven thirty for his class that started at eight. He liked the extra time to set up whatever experiment or lecture he was doing that day. Or he used that time to talk with Otto, a friend of his who worked in the history department. Dexter taught four classes a day for two hours each.
His first class was beginner's physics, next he taught physical chemistry, then quantum mechanics, and the last one for the day was robotics. More ringing came from Dexter's side but this time it was his phone. He pressed a button on the phone and a projected image of Otto appeared on the wall. He had short brown hair and thick round glasses.
"Dexter? Are you there?" Otto asked looking around.
"Yes, I'm here Otto, what do you need?" Deter asked going to grab his shirt.
"Are you not wearing… actually never mind, why are you not here yet?"
Dexter started to button up his shirt and walked back over to the phone.
"Because it is only six twenty, I don't have to be in yet." Otto made a confused look.
"Dexter, do you know what yesterday was?"
"It was the ninth, but why does that matter?"
"Yeah, the ninth of March. It was daylight savings yesterday which means it's actually seven twenty three."
Dexter's eyes widened as the realization hit him.
"I have to go Otto, thanks!" He pressed the off button of the phone and quickly jerked on his boxers and jeans.
"Dammit how could I have forgotten? Curse you Benjamin Franklin!" He grabbed his lab coat as he dashed out the door. Dexter pressed a button on the wall and the doors opened and his car sat in the garage. The whole area lighted up in florescent glow and the door of his car opened with a whoosh.
Dexter had started working on creating hover cars but he had only succeeded with small scale models. Once he applied it to the full scale but the batteries never lasted long or there was trouble with the boosters. He drove out of the garage and took off to the university.
"Computer, what time is it?" he asked while turning a corner.
"The time is… seven twenty eight and forty two seconds. Anything else, Dexter?" The computer said in a feminine electronic voice.
"No nothing else, thank you" Dexter replied. It was at least another ten to fifteen drive to the school.
It wasn't really anything to worry about; he just wouldn't be as prepared. He was sure most of the students probably will be late too. He pulled into the parking lot and quickly made his way across the campus, his lab coat danced behind him across the campus.
Unfortunately his classroom was near the center of the school and since the parking lot was almost full he was farther away than he'd prefer. He made it to his classroom roughly five minutes to eight. There were a few students outside waiting for the room to open. Dexter typed in the key code and a small blue pad slid out. He pressed his thumb to it and a moment later the pad turned green then dinged softly. The door slid open and he stepped into the classroom waiting to see what else got thrown at him today.