Intoduction

The first time I really noticed him was after I had the dream. Mason has a twin, but I know it isn't him. Mason makes me feel an explainable feeling. I care about what he thinks of me and get jealous when I hear he's dating someone else, especially if I know them. Mason's brother, Braedon (yes, that is a real way to spell it), doesn't make me feel this way. That's how I know it's not him. The dream changed my view of Mason and now, I want his attention. I remind myself of what I saw everyday. The dream felt vividly real and even now I still remember the finest details explicitly.

My school was unusually warm compared to it's usual. The halls were filled with students crashing to the walls in goal of giving me space and avoiding me. I was being taken to Juvie for some unknown crime, even though I was innocent. Nobody was walking with me. I could've run out the nearest door and escaped, but I didn't. I felt steely and strong knowing nobody was going to try to hurt me mentally or physically. My solid footsteps echoed around everyone. I was slowing down as I came to the main entrance/office. I walked straight through the golden brown doors, and onto onto one of many couches laying around the room. A few stray people sat on some of the others, but there he was.

Mason was sitting on one of the love seats facing away from the doors. It was a denim colored blue and the perfect size for two people to sit spaciously. I stomped over to where Mason was sitting, and sat on the opposite end of the love seat as him. Tears silently flooded down my face immediately as leaned back, my tough demeanor melted as I collapsed my head onto my hands.

Mason crossed his arms over the small space separating us and hugged me to his warm body. A surreal feeling rushed through my body and made my brain spin in a way I've never felt before. It felt so good and so real, and my heart was aching when I woke up.

I stayed in my bed way after the dream ended and continued envisioning the rest of what I wanted to happen. I wanted it to be real... so real. I started thinking about Mason a lot more after that. I've never had a dream so vivid about what must be love. It has to be love. True love is all I want. I want to have those same feelings every time I get near him. I want to get high just by smelling his distinct scent. I know that type of love is real and all I can hope is that I have that magic in my future, but could it come so soon?