I sighed with relief, that it was a dream.
Just a dream.
I looked over at Stephans side of the table, he wasn't there.
"Heh, where's good ole' stefphan?" I laughed nervously, as if i knew him forever.
"He went to the store, is everything alright? Your sweating buckets." The woman replied, her plate barely full.
"Yeah, i think its just a fever, you know how those come and go." I really was sweating, it dripped into my eye and i blinked a little.
I'm going insane, I'm getting way out of porportion, but i have a feeling stefphan is up to something like that.
Insane.
I wouldn't think about it, I know I'm not a physic or something but, something is going to happen.
"Well, honey. C''mon lets get you into the bed, no school for you tomorrow." Ms. Benson insisted, raising from her chair to remain helping me.
No school? No school! A dream can get me out of school? Oh how i love that horrible dream.
I finally realized i had to say something, or the deal was off. "Yeah, I'm feeling kind of lightheaded." I fake coughed, and rosed with her, walking to the bedroom.
Freddie didn't say anything, his head just stayed into his iPhone, where i wondered who he was texting or why.
He giggled about something, but i really couldnt hesitate to think about what. I knew it was 'amber' it had to be..After that 'prank' he pulled on me he could be laughing with her about anything.
Before i knew it i was in my cold room, on the bed. Covered with some sheets, a thermometer in my mouth, yes, The old fashioned way to take care of a cold, and ooh don't let me forget it, an ice pack too! My head started to ache, the coldness pressed against my forehead was like a freezer burn, and I couldn't remove it. My hands were tucked into the sheets, and i was all alone. I knew morning would come sooner if i'd went to sleep, so i closed my eyes and prayed that i wouldnt have a dream like that again...ever..
I couldn't sleep, the wind looked so sleek and comfortable. I wanted to go outside, even though i was sick.
I wonder what stephan was doing, i hadn't heard the front door at all since I sadly waddled to my room.
He wasn't there, and i wouldnt get a "Hey, where are you going?"
I rised from the bed, and slipped some skinny jeans on, and a grey sweater that went directly to my waist, revealing some of my t-shirt.
My sneakers appeard to me as i searched around the room for almost an half an hour, he still wasn't back.
I slid the shoes on and scurried out of the door, i silently left out of the front door running down the steps of the appartment doors.
When i hit the grass, my shoes crunched at the bottom. The autumn air stumbled through my nose as i smiled at the smell..
Only light that i saw were the street lights that glazed down on me as i'd walk the streets of san diego.
I saw an couple sitting on a bench, with their toungues tied, i wonder how they had got to breathe.
White-ish Blue-ish, lights covered the streets as i walked ahead, i had thought it was just an ordinary car until i heard an un-steady window shoot down.
"Sam? Freddie's chick? Is that you?" I heard a voice like stephans say, but i wouldn't know because he only talked once or twice around me.
I wanted to ignore him, and continue my adventure but everywhere i went he followed, "Yes." I spat, as i turned around, my hair floating with me.
I saw a brown haired girl in the car with him, her eyes bluer then the ocean, and she didn't make a sound.
"Who's she?" I asked, squinting to get a better look.
"Carla, my second girlfriend." He laughed, add a y to that and i'd be able to see why.
"Need a ride?" He asked, i mean he wouldnt do anything...until she got out...
"Nah, i need to jog." I fake gigglled, and headed back to the house.
Poor , poor her...
I headed back to the house as the headlights dissapeared.