'Joan' a voice whispered

Joan rolled over but her eyes didn't open. Her arm slides along something smooth and silky.

'Joan.' The voice whispered again

Joan's eyes opened slowly as the voice whispered again

'Joan.'

She sits up and her hand slides along the silky bed sheet. Looking around, she knew that she was in a bedroom, however it wasn't her bedroom.

'Where am I?'

The bed she was sitting on was covered with white, silky sheets and had high four posts surrounded with a white gauze-like material. Looking down at herself, she saw that she was wearing silky white gown. She moved her hands to her head to find that her hair and pulled into a long braid that trailed down her back.

A door opened and someone walked in. She could see the outline of someone making their way towards the bed. A hand reached out, parting the material. Joan's breath caught in her throat when she saw that it was God in his cute boy form. Joan looked at him with confusion as he sat on the edge of the bed.

"What is this? Where am I?" She whispered

He slid towards her on the bed, his hand coming in contact with her cheek. Joan immediately felt a warm feeling spread through her body and she leaned towards him. His arm slipped around her, pulling her towards him. Their faces were inches apart when he leaned in, closing the small distance between them. The kiss was soft and gentle. It was unlike anything that she had ever felt before. His lips moved from hers, trailing down her neck. After a moment, she felt herself being lowered onto the mattress. He pulled back, looking at her. After a moment, he whispered

"I love you Joan."

Joan sprang up in bed, breathing heavily. Looking around, she saw that she was in her bedroom, bright sunlight streaming through the window.

'What was that?"

"Joan its time to get up!" her mom shouted

Pushing back the blanket, she slipped out of bed and walked over to the door. Opening it, she shouted

"I'll be down in a few minutes."

Walking over to the mirror, she grabbed a brush and pulled it through her hair. Setting it down, she picked up a hair tie and pulled back her hair. That was when she saw them. Her hand went to the purple marks on her neck.

'But it was a…"

"Joan this is the last time. Get moving!"

Joan let her hair fall, covering the mark. She turned quickly and pulled open the drawer, grabbing some clothes.

About 10 minutes later, she walked into the kitchen to find Kevin and Luke sitting at the table. Her mom was standing by the counter pouring a cup of coffee. She turned as Joan took a seat at the table.

"You're late."

"I guess I overslept." Joan said, reaching across the table for the cereal.

She poured some in her bowl and then reached for the milk. As she started to pour some over the cereal, her hair fell forward. Without thinking, she pushed it over her shoulder. Kevin looked up, seeing the marks on his sister's neck. A grin spread across him face as he hit Luke on the arm. Luke looked up and saw Kevin nod towards Joan. His eyes widened when he saw what Kevin saw.

"So Joan, is anything new or exciting in your life you want to share?" Kevin asked

Joan looked up and saw her brothers grinning at her. She was about to say something when it hit her what they were staring at. Sitting up a little straighter, she pulled her hair back over her shoulder just as her mom joined them. She looked from Kevin to Luke to Joan. After a moment, she said

"All right what's going on?"

"Well we were just commenting on Joan's…"

"My shirt." She said, "Kevin said he liked my shirt and wondered where he could get something like it for Beth."

Helen looked at her children, unconvinced that they were telling the truth. Before she could say anything, Joan said

"Look at the time. I should get going before I am late."

She pushed back her chair and was out of the kitchen before anyone could say anything. Stopping in the hall, she grabbed her backpack and took off out the door.

She walked down the street, heading towards the school. As she rounded the corner, she saw someone leaning against a tree. Her eyes narrowed as she realized who it was. She stormed up to him. He looked up, smiling at her.

"Good morning Joan."

"What the hell was that last night." She said and then pushed back her hair, "And where did this come from."

"You know what happened Joan." He said, moving closer to her.

"But…but it was a dream." She said,

He was inches from her.

"What if it wasn't a dream Joan." He whispered

"That's not even possible." She said, "I mean you…you're…you know."

He leaned forward brushing his lips against Joan's. Pulling back, he said

"You'd better get to school Joan."

Before Joan could say anything, he stepped around her and started walking down the street. Turning, she watched him walk down the street. After a minute, she took off after him. When she caught up with him, she grabbed his arm, stopping him. She turned him around so he was facing her.

"What is going on?" she said, "I want to know and I want to know now."

"I can't tell you that Joan." He said, "All I can tell you is that things will be revealed in time. You just have to be patient."

"Can you at least tell me what the dream was about?

"I can't do that."

Joan stood there for a minute staring at him. When she realized he wasn't going to say anymore, she turned and walked away.

"Soon Joan." He called after her.

Joan didn't turn around.