Felicity's Dream
Felicity's dreams are very, extremely vivid. She can feel, touch and taste that is in her dream. This would change everything.
One night, in her dream, she sees herself, walking down a country lane, through an apple orchid. She picked an apple and took a bite of it. It was firm and juicy and sweet.
But, she was not alone in her dream. There, standing with her, was Oliver; standing against the brilliant sun, looking like a god in all white. His skin shimmering brilliantly in a golden tan hue.
He was there to help her bring the bushel of apples she had just picked. He came close to her. She could smell the cologne he was wearing. He picked up the bushel of apples with one muscular arm. And both rode back with the apples into the sunset on his black motorcycle.
Felicity awoke from her deep sleep. Her heart was racing. She knew that he was the one she desired to be with. But how can she make him see her outside of school.
She had some time to think about what she had to do. Hopefully, her plan she thought of will hopefully work. It's going to be a difficult road, Felicity thought, but she had to try.