Rex yawned while trying to remain focused on his homework. His teachers had
piled them with mounds of work to complete for the following day.
The library was quiet except for the ticking of the clock. Rex's eyelids began to feel heavy and were beginning to droop. A vision of Mimi appeared in his mind, which brought a smile to his lips.
"Ahem!" someone said clearing their throat.
Rex's visions of Mimi were washed away as the real figure hovered above him. "Mimi?" he answered quite loudly.
A round of shushes made him lower his tone. "What are you doing here?" he whispered as the librarian shot a piercing glance his way.
"Mind if I join you?" she asked not waiting for an answer. She chose the seat across from him and began plopping her books down on the table.
They fell with a great thud and another round of shushes began. "Sorry," she apologized. "So, Rex, how was your first day?" she asked making small talk.
"Great," he lied.
"By the way, I forgot to comment on your great outfit this morning. Do you have something against irons?" she joked.
"Did I really look that bad?" he asked.
She leaned towards Rex and whispered slyly, "You..can...never...look...bad." She dragged out the words as if the were made of lead. "I've gotta go. See ya later sexy." As she made her way to exit the library, she turned around and blew him a kiss.
Rex gulped as his heart soared. Mimi had never shown the slightest interest in him other than friendship. Thoughts of them as a couple raced his mind a mile a minute. He felt a warm hand tapping his shoulder and a voice calling him from a distance.
"Rex...Rex...Rex!" the voice said becoming louder and louder. "Rex, you don't want to be late again," the voice said making him snap out of his dream and bringing him back to reality.
The familiar surroundings of his room were now visible and the vision of the library setting had disappeared. "It couldn't have been a dream?" he thought reassuring himself.
He brought his hands over his eyes trying to stop his dream from slipping away, but it was no use. It was like trying to keep water from slipping through the palm of your hands.
"Rex, dude, I don't know about you, but I wouldn't like to be late for Mr. Cuccione's class a second time in a row," Shawn informed his friend.
"Not again," Rex replied sinking back under the covers.
The library was quiet except for the ticking of the clock. Rex's eyelids began to feel heavy and were beginning to droop. A vision of Mimi appeared in his mind, which brought a smile to his lips.
"Ahem!" someone said clearing their throat.
Rex's visions of Mimi were washed away as the real figure hovered above him. "Mimi?" he answered quite loudly.
A round of shushes made him lower his tone. "What are you doing here?" he whispered as the librarian shot a piercing glance his way.
"Mind if I join you?" she asked not waiting for an answer. She chose the seat across from him and began plopping her books down on the table.
They fell with a great thud and another round of shushes began. "Sorry," she apologized. "So, Rex, how was your first day?" she asked making small talk.
"Great," he lied.
"By the way, I forgot to comment on your great outfit this morning. Do you have something against irons?" she joked.
"Did I really look that bad?" he asked.
She leaned towards Rex and whispered slyly, "You..can...never...look...bad." She dragged out the words as if the were made of lead. "I've gotta go. See ya later sexy." As she made her way to exit the library, she turned around and blew him a kiss.
Rex gulped as his heart soared. Mimi had never shown the slightest interest in him other than friendship. Thoughts of them as a couple raced his mind a mile a minute. He felt a warm hand tapping his shoulder and a voice calling him from a distance.
"Rex...Rex...Rex!" the voice said becoming louder and louder. "Rex, you don't want to be late again," the voice said making him snap out of his dream and bringing him back to reality.
The familiar surroundings of his room were now visible and the vision of the library setting had disappeared. "It couldn't have been a dream?" he thought reassuring himself.
He brought his hands over his eyes trying to stop his dream from slipping away, but it was no use. It was like trying to keep water from slipping through the palm of your hands.
"Rex, dude, I don't know about you, but I wouldn't like to be late for Mr. Cuccione's class a second time in a row," Shawn informed his friend.
"Not again," Rex replied sinking back under the covers.