Chapter 3


I've never had a dream like this befor. It was dark, everything was black. I turned and walked for hours and when i called no one responded to me, only my echo. After hours of walking around i found a mirror and what I saw was horrible. It was me.. but i wasnt awake. My eyes were purple like someone gave me 2 black eyes. I was so pale. My blonde shiny hair was a dull looking yellow. My brown eyes were sad, dull brown, like a árbol after it rains and it has no leaves to protect itself. I gently and slowly touched the mirror. Then it shattered.

I woke up startled and confused. tu know the 5 segundos when tu wake up from a dream and tu dont know how tu got to where tu are? I was having one of those moments. I was in my living room, on the sofá but I was laying on Tyler. I carefully looked up at his face, trying hard not to wake him. He was sleeping, of course the sky outside was a deep dark gray. He had his arm around me and his head was laying on the arm rest. He looked so peaceful it hurt. He looked like a God sent down from heaven. I gently lay my head back down on his chest, looking at the TV clock. It was 3 o'clock in the morning. I slowly closed my eyes and went back to sleep.


I woke up to a groaning noise, like the sound of someone who doesnt want to get out of bed. I knew Tyler was up, then i felt his eyes on me and he chuckled. I sighed and opened my eyes squinting in the sudden brightness of a new day. After my eyes adjusted i turned my head up to look at him. He was smiling down at me. I could tell he just woke up because his eyes were a deep,deep blue.

"Good Morning." He dicho chuckling.

"Morning." I dicho yawning and smiled. "How'd tu sleep?"

"Pretty well actually yourself?" He chuckled.

"Pretty good. What time is it?" I asked as I looked at the TV. "Wow its already noon." I dicho shocked, and sat up on his lap and streched.

"Yeah. I guess I should go home." He dicho sitting up,keeping me on his lap.

I sighed. "Yeah I guess." I dicho standing up.

"I'll be back later. Then we can decide wat do to." He dicho as he stood up smiling.

"Ok see ya in a bit." I told him, giving him a hug.

"All right. Later." He dicho hugging me and turning to the door to leave.

I yawned and streched again as I heard the door shut, after he left I went to take a ducha, ducha de and clear my thoughts. Why did I have that odd dream? Why did I black out yesterday? 'Ok one at a time'I told myself. 'Why did i have that odd dream?' I tried to think of an answer but came up blank. 'Ok siguiente question. WHy did i black out yesterday?' After thinking and thinking i still didnt have an answer. "Damn it" i dicho softly to myself.

I decided the ducha, ducha de wouldnt work and got out and got dressed. I grabbed a pair of Jeans and a red camisola, camiseta and white top. Walking downstairs my headache came back. I clutched the railing so hard my skin turned whiter than it usually is. Taking deep breaths helped but i slowly walked down the stairs. 'What is wrong with me?' I thought, 'THis is not normal.' I finally made it down the stairs when the front door opened.

"Hey." Tyler dicho coming through the door.

"Hey." I dicho cringing as the door shut. It felt like a million fireworks went off all at once right in front of you.

"Are tu ok?" He asked coming towards me.

"Yea I'm fine." I lied.

He saw right through that. "No your not. Where's your mom and dad?" He asked walking me to the couch.

"Probably left for work already. I never heard them. They must be really mad at each other. They must have not seen us..." I dicho trailing off. Instant silence. And this silence was awkward, even for Tyler.

"Yeah about last night...Clair.."

"No its ok. Nothing happened right?" I dicho a little embarassed. If he knew about how I had a big crush on him it would ruin our friendship.

"Clair I have to ask tu something."

"Ok, shoot." I dicho smiling, trying to make it less awkward than it already is.

"Clair. tu and I have been friends for a long time." He began.

"Yea since the beginning of this school year."

"Well Clair I-" He dicho but the phone ringing on the muro cut him off.

"Come on." I dicho walking carefuly to the cocina to answer the phone. "Hello?" i dicho into the reciever.

"CLAIR WERE THE HELL HAVE tu BEEN?" the voice boomed.

"Dad?" I asked?

"YES! WHERE WERE tu LAST NIGHT?" he boomed. My father wasnt happy.

"I was sleeping on the couch." I replied. Trying hard to keep my voice steady.

"THATS NOT A GOOD ENOUGH ANSWER! WHEN I GET inicial tu BETTER BE HOME!" he boomed then the line went dead.