It’s 10 o’clock on a Friday night and I just spent a whole school day trying to stay awake. I have a pile of homework on my desk that was abandoned a couple hours ago, I have my computer in front of me. I’m scrolling aimlessly through Pinterest trying to find outfit inspiration. It feels like everyone is wearing the cool new clothes and I’m stuck in fashion from 2 years ago. Suddenly I hear a tap from my window. A small pebble was thrown, like what guys do in movies or stories. I walk over and over my window. “Hello”? I say out into the darkness, “Hi” a voice says back. I can’t see who it is so I run down to my front door and just before I open it I think ‘What on earth am I doing’. I’m about to open the door to some stranger at 10 o’clock at night. I look through the window and try to make out who it is. I can see the figure of a boy around my age which send a chill up my back. If it’s a man, I’m definitely not opening the door. This isn’t some fairytale.
I decide to run back up to my room and speak to the boy again. “Who are you?” I yell into the night. “Brayden” he says back, “Brayden, what?” I ask. ‘It can’t be’ I think, “Brayden Johnson” Brayden yells. No way it’s him, they guy I’ve been crushing on forever. No this can’t be real this isn’t some stupid fairytale where to guy visits the girl in the middle of the night to confess his love. He is not Romeo and I am not Juliet. “Why are you here?” I finally ask. “I wanted to tell you something, can you come out here?” Brayden asks. I feel like I should’ve seen this as a red flag but I run as fast as I can without waking my dad and open the door. “Hi” I say softly trying not to blush or stutter. “Hey, how are you?”
“Good, you?” My breath is shaky.
“Fine thanks, just wanted to say that…” he pauses for a moment. “I’ve seen you around and I think your pretty cool, want to maybe go out sometime?” He asks shyly. Oh my god! He just asked me out! Plus he’s shy towards me! What is going on!
I try to play it cool “Yea sure, sounds good”
“Cool, I’ll pick you up tomorrow at 11?” I nod in response. “Okay, see you tomorrow” I say and close my door. I would scream if it wasn’t so late at night. I walk up to my room smiling like the joker. These things never happen to me, what is going on? Maybe I am in a fairytale all along!
Suddenly I’m woken up by my alarm. I pull my hair off my face and wipe the drool from my lips. “Shit” last night wasn’t real, it was just another one of my dreams. Of course because fairytales aren’t real.