Disclaimer: obviously I own nothing. Even the plot most likely aint mine. I always get my ideas off tv or books, without realizing it.
Author note: I've never done this before. You know, write a fan fic story thingy so please no flames, my very small ego would be utterly crushed.
p.s I suck with punctuation.
I had another dream about him last night. It wasn't surprising since I've had the same dream about him for almost 2 weeks.
It was a strange dream. A very strange dream.
I don't know why it started happening. I don't even understand what it's supposed to mean. But it always starts and ends the same way.
I'll explain the dream...
It's dark. Not dark. Black. Everything is just black. But out in the distance a light begins to shine. I walk towards it and the light becomes brighter. I begin to see what it is the light has made a spotlight on.
It's the fountain. The fountain in the park. The fountain normally in reality looks very old. It is a greeny-aqua colour and has weedy vines growing around it. The water looks thick with green muck covering the top, and it's a breeding ground for mosquitos. So bugs usually hang around there.
But in my dream the fountain looks brand new. Like when it was first built back when I was only 4. It's a marble blue colour and there are no bugs or vines. It has a sort of sparkle to it which makes it seem even more beautiful compared to the night background that was becoming more distinct as I got closer.
I sat down on the edge of the fountain. The black disappeared. I was in the park. Everything still looked old like it was in real life. Except of course the fountain.
I look at the water and it's a clear blue colour and sparkled like the rest of the fountain. I had no reflection. I felt empty. Like something was missing- which something obviously was since I had no reflection.
"Ponyboy?"
It was him. Right on schedule like always in my dream. He always just seemed to pop out of nowhere.
He was wearing a blue t-shirt. Which is strange since in real life he doesn't even own a blue t-shirt.
He walked slowly towards me. His eye looked a faded purple colour. I guessed that his eye was recovering from a nasty punch.
He sat down beside me, looking at the ground. I wished he would look at me. He said nothing. He had something on his mind.
"Please say something." I asked.
He looked at me. I felt my stomach tighten. He stared deeply into my eyes as if he was searching for something.
I noticed his once blue t-shirt was turning purple, then to pink.
He parted his lips as if to speak.
Then a cold wind came and he stopped. He looked back down.
I sighed and looked away. I wanted to speak. But I couldn't. I wanted to tell him something. But something always stopped me.
I noticed behind the creaky old swings that there was a peach tree. There is no peach tree in the park so that's what makes my dream even more confusing.
The peaches looked so delicious. Like they were just waiting for me to go up to them and eat them.
"Pony...I..." His hand rested on top of mine.
I looked at his hand shocked then up at him. He was stammering. He stopped again and just stared at his hand on mine. I wasn't sure if he had done it on purpose or not, or if for another reason.
He began to sparkle like the fountain did. I looked down at the water. My reflection was back. But it smiled at me, blushed, then looked over at him.
I looked at him also. "God, why is this so hard to say!" He said frustratingly, taking his hand off mine, and hitting his forehead.
My hand became cold. I felt sad.
"Pony...I," he began.
But before he could finish what he was going to say (which I think he was going to this time), I leaned in quickly and pressed my lips against his.
That's it. That's when I wake up.
I layed down on my bed and put my hands behind my head. After I have that dream I usually stare up at my plain ordinary white roof trying to figure what the dream means till Soda or Darry come in to wake me.
"Ponyboy?"
Then he came into my room. The boy who has been starring in my dreams for the past 2 weeks.
Johnny Cade.
That's it. I dunno if I'll write another chapter. Depends if someone asks me to...HINT HINT!!!!!!!!!!!
I tried making this confusing like dreams actually are (well mine anyway) but not TOO confusing, just enough to get the point across.