Just A Dream

Made on Saturday, January 19, 2008

Based on Animorphs

Characters: Jake and Cassie

I was laughing hysterically but I was freaking out beyond measure. I had my arms around Jake's waist and had my head buried against his back. We were going fast. The wind was furiously whipped my hair in all direction. The world was zipping by in all different colors.

"Slow down!" I yelled over the wind. Tears of laughter and freight poured down my cheeks. "Slow down, I'm scared!"

Jake laughed. "No, it's fun!"

"No, it's not! Please, it's too scary!"

"Then tell me you love me."

Okay, I was really starting get frustrated. I was ready to get off and I wanted to go home. I loved him and all but he was starting to pluck my last nerve.

"Fine!" I cried. "I love you! Now stop!"

"I love you more. Now give me a BIG hug."

I sighed and hugged him with all that I had. Why are guys so impossible?

"Hey, Cassie? Can you take my helmet off and put it on yourself? It's bugging me."

"Ugh!"

The Californian Star News

A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of brake failure. Two people were on it, (Jake Berenson and Cassie) but only Cassie had survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, Berenson realized that his brakes broke, but he didn't want to let Cassie know. Instead, he had her say she loved him and felt her hug one last time, then he had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.

I woke up, screaming. I was sitting up in bed, the sheets cold and damp. I held the pillow tight against my chest. Relax, Cassie. It was just a dream. Relax. But I couldn't stop crying. It all seemed too real. And I started to panic. Where was he? Where was Jake?

I snatched the phone from the receiver and started to dial his number. He answered after three rings and my body relaxed.

"Talk."

"Jake? Are you okay?"

"Cassie? Yeah, I'm fine. What's wrong?"

"Um, nothing. I just wanted to say that…that I love you."

Silence.

"Uh…I love you too…Cassie." He sounded a little confused but I could feel him smiling through the phone and I knew he was being sincere.

I laughed. "Guys! Why do you act so surprised?"

"Oh, I don't know…maybe because of the fact that it's 4:00 A.M. and you call to say that, Cass. What, am I dying or something?" He laughed nervously, as if he really wanted to know the answer.

My heart sagged. "No…but I just wanted you to know that."

"And I accept and return it. Now get some sleep, all right?"

"Okay. See you tomorrow?"

"Hopefully."

"Yeah, hopefully."

Because you never know.