Chapter 15

Brielle's POV

I was lost in thought the whole day. After I parted ways with Blake, I was suddenly conflicted by what he said. I didn't know if he was a good or bad guy. I'm so hung up on the thought of just getting the year without any mishaps because it had been going that way this far. I've never had any boy or anyone show any interest in me. So I don't know what to do.

I waited for him during lunch. He said he would buy it for me, but why did I take him seriously? What is so compelling that every word he says has an impact on me? I guess it must be because this is a different feeling. A feeling of being noticed for the first time by someone unexpected. I was overthinking things, but most of all I was scared. I was scared that this could all be my imagination, and it would end with a typical," Did you really think I would be into you? You are a and totally not my type"

I mean, I didn't care if someone would say that to me, but I have a feeling that it would hurt a lot if he said that to me. Argh! This is driving me crazy on a level I didn't sign up for. Anyway, he never came for lunch, so I shut my mind off there. He was not serious earlier. He must have just said that friendship bullcrap to sound cool.

I went home alone and thank God this time no one was bothering me. I made it back and went to my room without a word. Without realizing it, I was not in a good mood. I suddenly felt cranky, and I didn't feel like doing anything. I lay on my bed facing the ceiling just thinking about Blake. I am sure that I have finally lost my mind.

I tossed and turned trying to expel his handsome face from my mind, but it didn't help. I went to sleep without realizing it, and I was in my dreamland. I was in an ethereal place. It felt like paradise. There was nothing but a field of flowers and butterflies flying all over. I was in a long white dress that dragged behind me as I ran. At a distance, I saw someone waving at me. I focused and saw that it was Blake. He was smiling and looking handsome as always.

To my surprise, I ran toward him in excitement, and he ran toward me as well. We met in the middle, and he lifted me up and then twirled us around. I giggled in a way I had never heard before and he laughed. He then put me down and his gaze was soft as he observed me with love.

" You are so beautiful. You put this flower field to shame."

I felt my cheeks burn as I swayed side to side coyly.

" Thank you," I said to him.

" Wait right here. I have a surprise for you," he says and turns away. He walked a few feet in front of me and crouched doing something. I couldn't see, but I just stood there as he said I should.

" What is the surprise? How long is it going to take before you show it to me?" I was getting impatient, and the suspense was killing me. I wanted to know what he was doing that was so interesting.

" Wait a minute. I am almost done." I stopped asking because it was clear he was not going to tell or show me before he was done. A few minutes later, he stood up and turned to me. In his hands, he was holding a handmade flower headband. He came to me and then placed it carefully on top of my head.

He stepped back a little and admired his handy work with a proud smile. I on the other hand, was in awe. He really surprised me. I have never received something so simple yet so beautiful. Overwhelmed with emotions, I leaped into his arms.

" Thank you so much. You do so much for me, yet I can only just thank you and love you as you love me." I pulled back and cupped his face in my hands as his hands wrapped his arms around my waist.

" I love you so much," I declared, full of emotion. Everything about it felt so real. I loved this man in front of me and there was no doubt about it.

" Brielle, Brielle, wake up my dear!" I heard a disembodied voice. The scene began to disappear and fade away. I snapped my eyes open and nearly bumped into my grandmother, whose face was near me.

I was still confused, but it dawned on me that I was back in reality. I must have slept for a long time, since it was already dark outside. And I was just dreaming.

" Are you okay sweetie? I have been trying to wake you up for some time now, and you haven't responded?" My grandmother's concerned voice pulled me out of my reverie. I sat up on the bed.

" No granny. I was just so tired. I guess I didn't hear you." She looked at me skeptically but didn't dig too much into it.

" Alright then. Dinner is ready. Come out once you are ready. We will wait for you. "

She went out and left me to my thoughts. I rubbed my eyes to get the sleep off. Did I really dream about Blake and I being lovers? I am sure that I dreamed of her. I could feel his touch on me. I got goosebumps thinking about it. It sent a chill down my spine that a dream could feel so real.

There is no use for me overthinking this. I had been thinking about him before I went to sleep, so it's no wonder I ended up having a dream about him. That's all there is to it. Just a dream. I shivered and went out to have dinner. My life is just getting strange.