1-Ally

I stood staring at him, breathless. The sun was just going down, right above the water. It was absolutely silent, except for the sounds of the constant crashing waves on the beach a few yards away from us.

James was staring up at me with his chocolate-brown eyes. He was down on his knee, in the traditional position, and his arm was outstretched in front of him, with his hand holding a tiny black box with the glittering ring, inside.

I couldn't say anything. This was so…unexpected. I kept looking in his eyes, wanting with all my heart to say yes, but I knew that I couldn't. If we were a little older, there wouldn't be a problem. But since he was a junior and I was a sophomore…I knew it wouldn't work. I had to say something, fast, because I knew he was waiting. Waiting for me to say yes.

But suddenly, a voice called out, "Ally? Come on." I darted my head around, searching for the owner of the voice, but there was no sign of anyone, except for James and me.

Again, the voice called out my name. Where could it possibly be coming from? And who was calling me? What was going on?

"Ally?" the voice repeated. "Earth to Ally." I quickly focused my eyes on person in front of me. "What, Mitch?" My brother was standing up, in front of me, with a shocked expression on his face. The weird look quickly evaporated, and he said, "Are you coming, or not?"

I raised an eyebrow. "Coming where?" he groaned in frustration. "To the football practice? School's over, now, and you told me that you wanted to come with."

I nodded slowly, remembering. "Oh, right. Yeah, let's go." I shut my locker, which had apparently been left open, with me just standing there.

The whole proposal-thing had all just been another one of my daydreams. I let Mitch lead me to the football field as I tried to figure everything out.

You see, James (the guy in my dream) was my brother's best friend. They had been besties since the 1st grade, and here they were, now, both juniors in high school.

I had developed a crush on James when I was in the 7th grade, and he was in the 8th. Before that, I had only seen him as my brother's best friend, and only that. But then, suddenly, I had all of a sudden seen him as…really hot.

My daydreams definitely aren't a new thing, for me. Ever since I had started thinking of James, differently, I had been having those dreams. But a proposal was definitely a new one. I had only just dated James in my dreams, but never had he actually proposed.

As I thought more about that dream, I realized that Mitch and I were just walking outside, onto the field. Mitch left to go to the guys' locker room to change, and I headed straight to the bleachers.

The only reason I was here was to see James, in case it wasn't obvious. He and Mitch had decided to try out for football this year, and somehow, they had made the team!

Mitch had been very curious as to why exactly I had wanted to go to a practice for the first time, suddenly, but I had told him, "Can't a girl go to support her older brother?"

He hadn't believed me, and still didn't, I know, but he didn't really do anything about it. He just took me with him, this time, with hardly any words. I was glad he hadn't tried to stop me.

While I was thinking about all of this, I noticed the football team start to file out of the locker rooms. I quickly began to scan the group for James.

I finally came across his flawless face, and I felt myself smile. He jogged up to Mitch, whom was leading the group toward the center of the field.

Several of the players noticed my presence once they were in the middle, and they began to talk to each other, glancing at me every now and then.

James hadn't seemed to notice my presence, yet, but he would soon, I hoped. I didn't want him to like, stare at me the whole time, but it definitely would be nice if he smiled at me a little, or something.

I turned slightly in my seat, getting a better view of the team. I was going to be here for about an hour, so I might as well get comfortable.


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