C8 Daydream

"Hey beautiful" Terry said, as I walked into class that morning. "Beautiful?! Did he just call me beautiful? Or am I imagining things?" "H... Hi..." I responded blushing. Only me and my mind knew that that singular sentence would get stuck in my head for the rest of the day... Or maybe the while month! I walked to the lockers room, leaving Terry in the classroom. "You know, I wouldn't mind if you at least gave me a hug" Terry shrugged, his hands were in his front pockets as usual. I felt super shy! "I can't believe Terry is saying this. Does this mean he likes me too? I'm so lucky to have my crush like me back" I thought with a shy-ish smile.

When I looked up at him, his arms were already wide open. "Hug?" I asked. "Yeah... It's no big deal" He said and walked up to me. He hugged me, and I hugged back. But I felt really weird, so I had to poke my lower body backwards. So literally, I just had my arms around him. He pulled out with a smile, and walked out. "What just happened?! Am I dreaming or what? My crush loves me back!" Still in deep thoughts, I walked to a chair and sat on it.

Guess what? I began to imagine a future together with Terry.

Don't judge me for being so silly. I had not been hugged by a guy before.

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"Silvie!" I heard and jerked out of my daydream. It was Marla. Luckily, the teacher didn't notice my absent mindedness. "Yeah... What?" I rubbed my eyes. "The teacher has been teaching for about fifteen minutes now, and you have nothing on your notepad!". She said with gritted teeth, obviously trying to yell at me without being noticed by the teacher. "Jeez!" I had written just the topic and sub-topic. "I'll take your note later...thank you" I replied quickly, and laid my head on the desk.

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Terry and I were out on a date at a five-star hotel. I was putting on a red fitted dress. I let my long brown hair lose. I walked into the venue with my black heels. I immediately spotted his table. He was putting on a clean black suit. He turned to me with a wink, and I smiled. "Finally, my Angel has arrived" Terry said, getting off his seat. I walked to the table, and he pecked my cheek. He moved the sit opposite his, and I sat. He sat opposite me. "I was beginning to think you'd disappoint me" He said as he opened the bottle of wine on the table. I giggled. "Why do you say so?" I said with a smile. "You said, and I quote your mom restricts your movements" he poured the wine in two glasscups. "Maybe it depends on how special the person I want to see is, then I can handle the situation" I said, still maintaining the smile. He placed his palms on the back of my palm and looked into my eyes.

"I love you" I blushed for a while before I responded "I... Love you too" "A toast to... Love" he proposed. We lifted our glass cups, and had a sip

He got off his seat, still staring into my eyes. He came closer. "I hope you won't mind if I... Kissed you" he said, and bent over to capture my lips, but...

"Silvia!" A voice interrupted, at the peak of my moment. I almost jumped out of my skin. I looked up, a bit startled and all eyes were on me. "Why aren't you writing?" The teacher asked. "Uh... Sir...I'm a little sick" I gulped. "Alright, sit, and try to keep your note updated. Okay class, take care" He left the class.

"Whew!" I glanced at Terry, but he was too distracted to notice me.