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***CHAPTER 2***

RRRIIING.... Holding a piece of toast in her mouth, Amy dashes for the door, dropping her working bag at the coach on the way there.

'Oh why, oh why, oh why must I wake up late today? Of all days, why must it be today? Stupid clock just has to get it's wires upside down today.' Amy complained to nobody in particular. She wasn't very mad at it at first, as she was having a wonderful dream and it had allowed her to finish it.

Every time she thought of it, she felt comfortable, she felt at home. But she was curious. Who was that person? She was at a ball. She was dancing with a guy, a very charming one indeed. And the place was magical. It's ceiling was like the sky and it had candles floating in the air. People around her were wearing beautiful clothes. They weren't exactly gowns they were more like robes, and she was wearing one too.

The guy she was dancing with was charming. Though she had never met him before, he was very familiar. She felt as though she had known him her whole entire life. He had shining black hair, it was a little messy but that was what made him look mysterious, and his eyes, his eyes were ocean blue. It seemed as deep as the ocean and she had lost herself in it. It was only a dream, but it had felt so real. She could still feel the silky feeling of his hair as she had played with it as they danced.

'Who is he? Does that guy even exist?' she wondered, not really wanting to know the answers.

She opened the door and as usual, her best friend Christine walked in, blabbering continuously 'It is a wonderful place to go to tonight, or maybe we could go tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, or on your birthday, it is after all coming soon. Oh, and I've got the perfect present for you. Of course, I can't tell you what is it now as it will ruin the surprise, Oops, I'm not suppose to talk bout' that either. Well, as you can see, the place is one we have to go check out and after tha...'

'CHRISTINE!!!! Whew, now I've got your attention. Where are you talking about?' Amy asked hoping she would only get a short answer.

'Oh, the fun fair nearby of course!' Christine answered giving her the look, which clearly said "Geez.. Wasn't it obvious:" now we've got to decide whe.....

Amy didn't pay much attention as she was used to Christine's morning blabber. She is a very nice friend but through the years, she has learnt that Christine's morning blabber was only worth listening to if she wants to get all worked up at work. She grabbed her shoes and bag and headed towards the door, turning towards Christine who was sitting comfortably in the couch nearby she sighed 'Chris, are you coming or not?'

Chris turned her head towards her friend and stared 'what? Oh yeah, work.' Amy shook her head and turned to shut the door, eyes still on Christine who is walking aimlessly with a daze on her face straight towards a drain nearby.

Amy shouted 'Chris, watch out!' just as she was shutting the door, not noticing that her thumb was about to get crushed and it did.

'OW..OW..OW..!DAMN IT!' She screamed. Christine snapped out from her daze and realizes that Amy was hurt.

'Amy, are you all right? Do you want me to bring you to the hospital? Do you want the first aid kit? I'm not sure what to do, but I'll trrr' and there she watch in as Amy's swelling went down as quickly as it had appeared. Both of them stood there and stare in amazement.

Amy wriggled her thumb and mysteriously, it was fine. It didn't hurt anymore. She looked up and she and exchanged a glance and shrug. 'Maybe, those vitamins work after all.'

They went to work as usual. But for Amy, that day was a nightmare. They arrived late for work that day and Amy was unlucky enough to have her boss waiting for her outside her office to give her a project. She only managed to mumble 'problems at home' before her boss went into a long lecture about punctuality. There she wasted half her morning listening and nodding.

After that tiring morning, Amy went out to lunch alone. Christine couldn't come along as her manager had made her run and errand for him. As she sat at the busy café, she thought about her past. She knows that it is useless to dwell at forgotten past but she couldn't help it, it was after all her life. As she thought of what her life would be if she didn't lose her memory, she heard a laugh. It was infectious, though she knew not what the topic was about; her lips broke into a smile for the first time that day. She looked up, and she saw the same messy black hair her hands ran through in her dreams, it was so much alike. Sadly, she couldn't see hiss face as his back was to her.

'Oh Amy, you're imagining things.' She shook her head and dismissed the thoughts quickly.

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