everything you've dreamed

the story of the girl looking for love with a clean slate in life.

you moved in next door. entering a new town with an eagerness to take advantage of your clean slate. you're dreaming of meeting a new boy. that someone you've always dreamed of. someone who refuses to conform to modern times; that person who kindle the fire of your soul; that person who just makes you want to live.

 

you pull into the neighborhood with your eyes twitching through the scenery. you're jsut dying to find that boy. dying to find another soul to be friends with and the other half of yours. you pull into your new drive way. you exit the lugage filled van with a smell of newness under your nose. you open the back as you prepar to unpack your life you had once had an now wish to forget.

 

about the third load now. its getting late and you're growing tired. as you lean back and take a breath before the last box, somehting catches your perifial. as you swing your gaze to examine the descover of your eye, you see it. you see your boy! instantly you know, you found him, he's the one. he is everything you dreamed. as walks to the beat of his own drum playing through is mp3. you're instanly melted by his attraactive nature. the way he sways his body; the sexy nature of his style as he wears a vedora with a polo, jeans and new balance shoes. but what realy steals your heart is when your eyes met and he waved with a welcoming smile.

 

you desire to speak to him. but what do you say? you stop, look down, think of an introduction then you set the box back in the van as you quickly straighten out your shirt and check your hair in the mirror. you look back with an ever glowing smile bright as the sun but it quickly sets in sadness. the love of your life disapeard within the thick screening made by the trees. you run to see past them, to know where his destination is. but as you turn the corner you can't find him. the sadness builds within you. you begin to wonder if he will meet your gaze again. as you mope your way back to the last box, you grab it, shut the door and sneak inside with the thought of your hopes dashed.

 

your mother catches you in you b-line toward your room as she asks you what your matter is. you replay with a hesitant... nothing, and... i'm ok. but you werent ok. you fell to your bed as you weped in your pillow. but as your tears drop and your thought flow, the lightbulb of geniusness goes on within yourself. you realize that hey! he was walking! that means he has to live close, maybe ill see him at school, he has to go there. as your ooptomism flows you look up and spot your window. with a sence of hope that your view will be filled with his glow you look through it. at first you see nothing, but hoping the best you keep looking. as you scan the conjoining yard you spot a movemeant of someone swinging a golf club in a rocker motion. it's your guy! you tears now turn to tears of happiness. you dream of falling in love with the boy next door to you is fullfilled!

 

but then the pesemist reappears within. what if he doesnt like me? what if he htinks im ugly or worse jsut a friend! the thought of your true love only calling you a friend tares you more than negetive critism. but then within the same quickness your optomism comes out and tells you everything was meant to be. you check yourself in the mirror then sprint out the door. you turn the corner to the yard and you stop dead. oh my lord you sigh. there he is. there the love of my life! as your affection turnes you from your outgoing self into a shy toddler, you slowly and timidly approach the boy you have intantly fell into.

 

as you get nearer, you see him chipping his golf ball around the yard as he bounces to the music of his mp3. you see this turn your head in that excited sigh of nervousness but then keep going. as you get to the willow that divieds the mass of grass into two yards, he notices you. he stops and removes one ear bud and lets it hang.

 

hey! the boy says in a warming and welcoming voice. hey, you say in a shy sigh.

 

so are you the new neighbors? the boy says in a sence of desperate hope.

 

yeah, you say in you shy nervousness, we just got done unloading the car acually, as you add a sexy giggle of shyness.

 

nice nice, very sweetums, the boy says in a bouncy sigh of relief. so, he hesitates, how old are you anyway?

 

17, ill be a senior next year.

 

the boy lights up in a smiley gaze that renders the same affection you had for him.so, as well with hesitation, do you have a boyfriend?

 

WOW! this is it! the moment you've been waiting for! now, clam yourself, dont mess it up. tell him the truth, tell him you love him! with the same shyness and welcoming laughture, no, as you look down sawying from side to side curling a strand of hair with your finger. i was hoping i could move to a place with a nice guys and i could find that one who just fits with me.

 

the boy is awwed! nice nice, he says with the same bouncyness as before. yeah i wwas kinda hoping the same hting only i was hoping for a girl! obviously! you share a giggle. yeah hoping one that weird old guy would move and i would be outside playing basket ball or somehting and a hot young lassy would move in and we could spark somehting up.

 

WOW!! he is everything you've wanted. he even has your dream! how perfect is this!? well do i suit your standards? you ask with the beutiful smile you give no effort to reflect.

 

the boy smiles, laughs, looks away and returns to your eyes with a sentual nature. yeah, yeah a little bit.

 

realy?! you try so hard to hide your excitment.

 

yeah! i think we could have somehting between us. do want to give it a shot?

 

you die! your heart melts with a rush of insanity. can this be real!? is this really happeneing?! you have found the love of your life and even better!, he shares the feeling!

 

days go by, then months, then years. those houses are still the same. the yards with the same affect of change. but it is now 12 years later. you and your boy, your dream guy, are now musband and wife. you are parents of three and you could've never been happier with anybody else.

 

this was a dream held by a girl filled with a desire for love and optomism. or, was it. or have we just witness the fantasy of the guy who treats everybody right hoping that one day, this story, will become his, reality.

Author's Note

i apologise now for spelling and any difficulty it may give you with reading but it is currently 11:30 at night and i am tired and have to wake up early to haha ironicly, golf!:D lol so i apologise for any inconvieneence and hope u love it peacles!!:D