it's dark...!

Then I opened my eyes.

Wait it's still dark ....... A few seconds later. I felt there was a hand covering my eyes.

Hey!

Take your hands off from my eyes.

Then I heard a voice that was soothing, soft and very calming, but there was a sharp coldness in his voice that makes me shiver all over my body.

He was a total stranger to me but his touch so familiar his voice that gave me warmed. I don't know why, but I can't break free from his grasp, or I didn't want to.

He said have patience dear violet.

Then,

he lifted his hand

from my eyes

I saw a palace quite old quiet magnificent.he held my hand and drag me inside the palace.when he was dragging dragging me inside the palace I saw his body structure just by looking at his back I can say that he was handsome but his face a blur. My heart heart heat was raising just looking at his back.it was as if my heart will jump out jump out of my body.

When we already entered the palace. I saw he was already in different set of clothes looking so handsome. I wish I could see his face it was still a blur. I myself wearing a purple colour gown which was looking beautiful on me. Then he held my hand softly as if I was a delicate flower to him we went to the centre of the palace hall. My hand was on his shoulder other hand on his hand then his other hand holding my waist. I don't know from where the music came from but but we started dancing. We danced until the end of the music. I was trying to reach his face so that I could see his face clearly but as I got to touch his face ....

Suddenly,

he fades away in the thin air.

I was shocked and now I was alone. In this big palace I was got very afraid.everywhere was dark I could not even sense my presence it felt like as if the darkness has swallowed me. I wish there was someone with me

I screamed out loud.

is there anyone

please help help....

then I opened my eyes this time I really opened my eyes as I saw the familiar ceiling of my room. That! View when I feel relieved everytime I see my ceiling after waking up. I would feel relieved that I was in the real world. I was covered in sweat because of the dream.

It was my nightmare not fully nightmare I am really curious about the men and my dream. I have been having these dreams a few often. I am really curious about the men really really curious

I am already awake and I just remembered that it is my first day of school I mean at my new school. I freshen up myself and get dressed and went downstairs to have my breakfast. My mom and dad was already there at the dining table they were eating and talking.

I wished my mom and dad good morning and they wished me back. My mom said to me to have my breakfast. I said okey mom then I asked my dad when will he be taking me to my school. dad replied to me with a calm expression and said to me that I have to finish my breakfast then we will go.

I was so excited and I was eating so fast that I almost got chocked.

but hopefully I didn't.

then I finished my breakfast.

we are in the car now my dad is driving me to my school. I am excited but I am also nervous about it as my school is coming near and nearer. My excitement changed into nervousness. I was thinking if I will be able to make friends or not and I didn't know how my friends will be.

Then after a few minutes we finally arrived at my new school it was beautiful I saw everyone was cheerful they were cool!

then after I get off the car,my father and I went to the office and reported my attendance. As I started school late this year at this school because I am a transfer student.

my dad is a normal office employee but a manager of a department of discipline. But the company is well known and also has its branch overseas so my dad got his transfer and we came to this town .

Then after we left the office I bid goodbye to my dad and wished him save journey. Then I went searching for my classroom.

it has been one hour already.

and here I still can't find my classroom.

now I am tired.

how you be that dumb Lucy you forgot to ask your teacher the direction to your classroom. This school is really huge .

to find my classroom is really exhausting. I will remember this day.and there was no one of the students or teacher roaming here and there. Am I that desperate that I can't even ask for help this day is really unlucky for me.

God!

please send someone to help me!

uhhh.......!

I am really tired.

then I saw a boy just around my age or maybe older then me he was walking towards me. He was tall handsome and cute but it's strange he felt familiar but it was my first time seeing him. He immediately catched my eyes staring at him. I was staring too much that I got caught and I didn't even realise I was even staring as I was so enchanted by him. I can say that I was so focused on him too much that I also didn't realise he got too close to me. When U realised my eyes widened immediately.

he asked me with his confident tone he was looking at me like I was a scaredy cat 'what want something from me', he has a smirk on his face. then he again said to me ,' girl it's dangerous to stare at someone too much'. I was speechless.

ahmmm.....!

then I said to him I was not staring at you

but I really do need your help.

do you know where is the 9th standard class. Where is it.

the he said whatever you say girl,he still has a smirk on his face . Then he asked me are you the transfer student nice to meet you girl . I replied with nervousness yeah! that's me. Then again said you should go left and then right then you will reach your destination.i said thank you. Then he said that's to early to say thank you girl we will be meeting again. Then he left.

I didn't quite understand why he said that to me. Whatever he was handsome I just want to see him again.

After following the instructions of the guy I met outside, I finally found my classroom. Everyone went silent as I entered. All the other students stared at me, as if they had never seen a girl before — maybe it was because I was new.

All the desks were occupied except one. The problem was, a guy was sleeping at the desk right next to it. All my classmates sat with their desk mates, so it looked like this guy was going to be mine. Besides, I didn’t have any other choice; he was the only one sitting alone.

For a moment, everyone stared at me, then went back to their own world. I walked toward the empty desk, preparing to wake my new desk mate, introduce myself, and let him know we’d be sharing a seat. I placed my bag on the desk and reached toward him, almost touching his shoulder.

Then a calm voice spoke from another desk. “You shouldn’t wake him.”

“Umm… by the way, I’m the new transfer student,” I said, hesitating.

The girl smiled. “Nice to meet you, transfer student. I’m Clara. And you?”

She teased me, saying transfer student as if it were my name. I laughed lightly, feeling the need to assert myself. “Nice to meet you too, Clara. My name is Lucy.”

Pointing toward the sleeping boy, I asked, “Who is he?”

Clara hesitated for a moment. “You can sit with him… but be careful. He’s not like the other boys here. His name is James Harward.”

After that conversation, Clara and I became friends, and I sat next to James. Throughout the entire class, I didn’t have the courage to wake him, and the teachers didn’t notice us sitting at the back.

Finally, the school day was almost over, yet James was still asleep. Everyone else had left. I was about to leave too, but I felt a pang of pity. I decided to wake him up. Clara had warned me, but I reminded myself he was my classmate.

I gently shook his shoulder. Slowly, he sat upright and opened his eyes. The afternoon sunlight hit his face, casting a soft glow over his long eyelashes, dark brown eyes, silky black hair, and fair skin.

“What do you want?” he shouted, as if waking him up were a crime.

“It’s getting dark… you should go home,” I said cautiously.

He muttered, “Shit.” Then he took out his phone, called someone, and said, “Why aren’t you here yet? Class already ended.” After hanging up, he glanced at me, his eyes scanning me from head to toe. Our eyes met, and he asked, “Who are you?”

“I’m new here… and I’m your new desk mate,” I replied.

“Just say your name already,” he interrupted.

I felt my irritation rise. “Let me finish my sentence first!” I snapped, frustrated. His attitude was already getting on my nerves, and I didn’t want my first day to be ruined. But by his second reply, my patience snapped. “Bye!” I said, walking toward the door, leaving him dumbfounded.

At the school gate, my dad wasn’t there yet. I took out my phone and called him. He answered immediately.

“When will you be here?” I asked.

“I’m on my way, Lucy. Got caught in traffic — a bit late. Wait there,” he replied.

I hung up and waited. After a few minutes, a sleek black car approached the gate. I thought to myself, I wish that was my car. The car stopped right in front of me, and I suddenly realized James was standing right behind me. I hadn’t sensed his presence at all. Please don’t let him have heard what I just said, I thought.

“I can give you a ride if you like my car that much,” he said.

Oh God. He heard me.

“You have to admit, you are a silly girl,” he added.

Hearing that, my awkwardness disappeared and anger took its place. “I don’t need your ride, and I’m not a silly girl. Don’t call me that!” I snapped.

He shrugged. “Whatever you want. Bye, silly girl,” he said, waving as he left.

Soon after, my dad’s car arrived, and we drove home. Throughout the ride, I couldn’t stop thinking about James — he was incredibly irritating, but at the same time… mesmerizing. If he had behaved politely, I wouldn’t have been rude. Yet here he was, daring to call me a “silly girl.”

When we arrived home, it was already evening. I took a quick shower, and my mom called me for dinner. We had a quiet meal together — just the four of us: my mom, dad, little brother, and me.

“How was your day, dear?” my mom asked.

“It was good,” I replied, and then I told them about my irritating new desk mate.