“Cole! You need to play dress-up with me! I want to start a tea party!” Suzie cheered as she hugged my legs.
I internally groaned.
I loved my four-year-old sister to death and would do anything to make her happy- but sometimes she makes me question my manliness.
I remember two months ago she wanted to paint my nails hot pink and it wouldn’t come off. Let’s just say I wore gloves or kept them shoved in my pockets for the next week after that.
“Come on Suzie, it’s time for bed.” I try to say cheerfully. Suzie looked at me with a sad expression.
“But Cole.” she whined, dragging my name out. She pouted her lower lip and widened her eyes. I can feel myself crumbling from her stare. Damn it. I knew I shouldn’t have taught her the puppy eyes.
I compromised instead. I raised my hands in mock surrender.
“Okay. Okay. Next time you can dress me up however you want, okay?” I asked hoping she would accept the deal. I could save another moment of humiliation for another night.
“Yay!” she cheered and ran up the steps to get ready for bed. I heard her tiny feet rushing to her room before I followed her to help pick out her pajamas.
I helped Suzie get into her Hello Kitty in pink stripes with her hair in cute golden pigtails. After I read her a bedtime story, I left the room and went across the hall.
My room is okay if I say so myself. The walls are blue and covered in shelves of different albums and discs that I collected throughout the years. My bed is against the wall covered in laundry (there’s no one to impress) while there is a grand piano at the foot of my bed. I think the best part of the whole thing is that I have my own bathroom. Score.
I go to the piano and sit on the stool. I start to hit random keys, trying to find a tune I liked. As I continued to play, my thoughts went back to the dream girl.
Who is she?
What’s her name?
Have I seen her around?
Am I crazy?
Is she real?
These questions have been swarming my head for weeks and all it did was frustrate me. Whenever I dream of her, I feel this urge to hold her and never let go. I also felt immense feelings of sorrow. Pain. Longing.
Should I try to talk to her instead?
That last idea made me stop mid-note. I smack myself on the head. Why didn’t I think if that until now?!?
′Because you were too busy trying to kiss her, you idiot’. I ignored that thought.
But what if that didn’t work? What if the girl is just a figment of my imagination and I’m just dwelling too much? Why am I even considering this? What if-
I shake my head rapidly and got out of my seat.
No. I had to try. I would regret it if I don’t try at least once.
With that thought, I got ready for bed. As I laid in bed, I felt this giddy anticipation come over me. Will she answer back? I closed my eyes and fell into darkness.
My eyes opened and began to focus on my surroundings. I registered that I in the woods alone.
“Hello?” I called out as my voice echoed through the night.
Curious, l walked around, trying to get an idea of where I am. I was about to sit down until I heard the most beautiful voice. She sounded like an angel- no better than an angel, she would bring all of them to shame. Entranced, I followed the familiar enchanting voice. It led me to a stream and different wildlife and bugs surrounded me. But that didn’t matter. I was full of excitement and looking around, trying to find the source of that voice.
“Hello?” an angelic voice called.
Startled, I whipped my head so fast, I’m surprised I didn’t get whiplash.
It was her.
She was just as beautiful as I remember but she’s dressed differently. Her hair is in a braid that goes over her shoulder, leaving me to admire her white dress that blew with the wind. She was just beautiful.
The need to kiss her suddenly hit me, and the way she was looking at me, I can say she felt the same way. Resisting the urge, I decided to create a conversation. Unfortunately, once I looked into those eyes, my mind went blank. I began to silently drool over her in awe. She raised her eyebrow at me.
“Are you alright?” she said with amusement.
“I....uh......cool hair?” I babbled.
YOU IDIOT, I mentally slapped myself. Cool hair? Really? Wow, I’m pathetic.
“Thank you,” she said shyly. God, she’s so cute.
“W-who are you?” I stuttered. I wanted to know- needed to know.
“You’ll figure it out soon enough. I’ll see you soon.” she laughed as she started to fade away.
“Wait!” I yelled a little too desperately, my hand reaching out for her.
But it was too late. She was gone.
I opened my eyes and the first thing I see is my ceiling.
With a groan, I use a pillow to cover my face.
Her words kept repeating in my head.
What did she mean by soon?