Can I Dream of You Once More

A few things to clear up:

1. It's a POV story and this chapter is written in Leaf's POV completely.

2. Song(s) used in this chapter: 'Sleeping Beauty'

3. Italics= song lyrics

4. I'm not too sure about how the exam system works in America so I did it according to Scotland but that's not important.

5. I don't own anything. I own the plot, kinda.

Chapter 1: Exam Results

Leaf's POV

My life revolves round the same few things: school, chores and work. What a lovely combination. Not. I mean, even my dreams are always the same. But then again, some people have it worse than me, they probably don't even have time to dream so I guess I shouldn't complain, right?

Of course I'm right. I may have lost both my parents when I was little but I'm thankful that I don't live in poverty but I suppose the countryside is not that much better. And in case you're wondering about my parents, I lost them when I was about four years old. They're both business people so they left me a lot but one day, my dad was returning from a trip and my mother was leaving for one. You'd think everything's going to be okay but no. The plane my dad was on crashed into my mother's and me? Well, I was standing beneath the two planes when they crashed.

But now I live with my Uncle, Auntie and their two kids in an old country Victorian house. May is the older one and we're like the best of friends. Her brother on the other hand is... Well, they can get annoying. Max, my younger cousin, is really smart and has never gotten a grade that's not an A. Actually, I'm quite sure he has but argyed his point for why it should be an A. He'd make a good lawyer if he does that with everything.

But I get plenty of Bs and some C's. Maybe an A on a good day. May is like me. But her grades have improved over the years 'cause she actually studies now. She wants to be a primary education teacher and I want to be a psychologist, but when I tell people that, they just laugh at me. I wonder why.

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Beep. Beep. Beep. Thump.

First thing in the morning and you hear the sound a an alarm clock swiftly followed by the force of a pillow which I swear felt like there was a brick inside it. I sat up and hid the pillow under my duvet; May was going to have to sleep without a pillow tonight. I then lay back down only to feel May pulling at my right leg. I looked at may, who looked especially awake today and I knew why, but still, I asked her anyway.

"Any reason why you set my alarm clock to ring at five thirty?" I asked. Ouch. That was a lot earlier than I thought she'd wake me up at.

May let out an excited squeal before jumping onto my bed. Luckily I reacted quickly by shoving my legs up against my body, otherwise May would've broken my legs again.

"Today is final exam result day, Leaf! How can you not be excited?!" she squealed, "If they turn out well we can finally leave the country and move to the city and be independent after we've graduated from uni. Or we can find boyfriends and double date!"

I simply yawned. "But you didn't need to wake me up four and a half hours earlier did you?" Especially just to say something that she'd been reciting for weeks! It was at times like this that I didn't understand why people called May the more mature one.

She leaped off of my bed and towards my cupboard. She started to raid through my clothes and threw them behind her as if it was something that wasn't suitable for the occasion: another normal day.

Naturally when she does that, I start to do that too but only with her clothes. As soon as May sees me doing that, she stopped and started to defend her wardrobe. Sometimes, I do wonder if she's hiding a secret best friend in there... I thought I was her best friend as well as being her best (and only) cousin.

May grabbed an armful of her clothes and dumped them on her bed before lying on top of them. "Do you think Max is as excited as we are?" she asked.

I walked back over to my bed and allowed my legs to dangle over the end of it. "Probably not. I mean all he only gets As so there's really no surprise in it for him anymore. I answered logically, "And I know it's a big day and all but I don't think what you wear will bring your grade up."

May jumped from her bed to mine, causing me to roll over and unfortunately (and painfully) onto the floor.

She laughed at me. "True." she replied, "But if we do succeed, then we'll have to donate some clothes to charity so moving will be a lot less of a hassle."

"But what if we do badly?" I asked, although I knew May had that all planned out too.

"We still clearout the room and invade the city with our savings but we go shopping instead of studying."

I nodded to indicate that I agree with that idea. It was at times like these that I really appreciated the way May think.

"Bat as for now, let's go around the village and see if we can find the mailman." May suggested as she got up and searched through her pile of clothes for the perfect outfit.

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Running around the small village that I've been calling home for approximately thirteen years, we saw a lot of people that we usually see on a daily basis but no mailman. We had been out for so long that by the time we got home, the mail was already there!

We grabbed the envelopes that were sitting neatly on the kitchen counter, both nervous about the outcome. I never thought that there'd be a day where I was afraid of a piece of paper.

Max had already opened his but seeing as this was our final year, it was crucial that the certificate had exactly what we needed to get into uni on it.

After a long while of staring intently at the envelope, I plucked up the courage to tear open the and pulled out all its contents. I quickly found the important letter and glanced at it before I covered it with the envelope. I didn't see the words 'no award' printed on it which could only mean one thing: I passed all my exams!

May looked at my expression. "Well?" she coaxed.

I let out a really big smile and read the letter properly. According to the certificate, I earned:

Psychology- A

French- B

P.E.- A

Biology- A

Physics- B

Not even a C in sight; I totally impressed myself!

"I'm going to the city!" I cheered as I stood up, causing the chairs to scrape back loudly.

May winced slightly at the horrible sound but recovered quickly. "Oh my God! That's great!" she cheered too, "But is it because you got the grades or not?"

"To study!" I yelled before we before we started to squeal and jump for joy. I suddenly stopped. "Now open yours." I said and looked May right in the eyes to let her know how serious I was.

She immediately stopped jumping and looked down to the envelope in her hands. It was an understatement to say that the nervousness was back. She carefully opened it.

I swear, it been at least a good five minutes before May had even opened up to half way, it only took me like two seconds to open mine. It was an intense moment but being the courageous person I am, I grabbed May's envelope and bolted for it. I'm courageous, not stupid, if I stood there, May would've ripped my head off already.

Luckily I had four lollypops and an ice-lolly before we came home, otherwise May would've caught me. I made it into our bedroom and slammed the door behind me, locking May out of the room. I opened it for her but didn't read it.

Maybe I'll wait a good five minutes or so before I open the door.

About five seconds after thinking that, I opened the door. I was never the really patient kind of person.

May had calmed down but quickly grabbed the envelope out of my hands before asking me how she did.

I shook my head. "Oh dear." I said.

May looked at me as if what I said was bad news, which I had no idea if it was or not. But my plan worked, it made her really eager to open the envelope and read the vital parts.

I looked at her while she read the certificate and her expression was one thing that amuses me. At first, she was biting her lower lip due to nerves and her eyes were completely focused on the sheet and seconds later, she looked like what I'd imagine I looked like when I read my certificate: a look of sheer joy.

Now I was just waiting for her to say it.

"I'm going to uni!" That was my cue to jump.

When we move to the city in two and a half weeks, my life- and May's- is going to change more than we could imagine.

But I wonder if my dreams will remain the same?

I guess I'll have to ponder about that later since I have May's face right in front of me at the moment. "Oh my God!" she yelled at me. It wasn't necessary a bad thing but I could respond better if I had an ice-cream

"I know!" I shouted back, "Let's go get ice-cream! Your treat!"

"Oka- hey!" May realised what I said. Darn it. "I never made that offer."

"I know. But I offered for you. You're welcome." I said as I waved May's black and red purse in the air. (but in my opinion, it was like waving a ladybug in the air).

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I love dreams. They're so care-free and well, relaxing.

I like psychology and all but is having the same dream since you were little normal? I'm saying it's a bad thing but I do stop and worry about myself once every little while.

Dream. The only place that I can see you.

Dream. The only place for me to find you.

I stood up from the sleeping position I was in previously on the floor of the black, continuous place I was in. There was nothing that was fascinating about this place... Except for when I look upwards (I think it's up anyway) and I see lots of stars in may different colours.

At night, the stars are shining bright.

I start closing my eyes, you then appear.

I don't know why but I always smile when I see the stars in my dream. Maybe it's because they're so clear and I can make them all out clearly... Well clearer than what we would normally see.

And I know what happens next: My prince shows up and we gaze up at the stars, side by side. It feels nice to be around him. He makes me fell safe; even safer than what my friends and family can provide.

Though, you can't imagine how much I want you

And you, won't pay attention on my love for you.

And just when he turns to face me, allowing me to look into his mesmerizing cyan eyes, when I feel his brown spike touch my skin, the situation shakes. He gets up and walks away...

And now, I'm searching deep inside

And I realise that I only get you in my mind.

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