Inside, I had to notice I was nervous, and found myself glancing occasionally at the white haired girl, the one from my dreams. It was too surreal. But I had to put on my act, that second skin of cockiness, nonchalance, and a sly, devilish smile.
When it ended I realized it was my scream. I'm sitting in the bed in the apartment with sweat beading down my face and pooling on the sheets, my clothes clinging to my body. I recognized Gray and Mira rush in the door "What happened!?I'm sorry, i told them,still shaking.. "It was just.. A dream. I'm fine. Sorry." Wow, I sounded so weak. This sucked.