You smile at the thought of his lips meeting yours for the first time, exploring the sensations that the new touch will bring. You shiver with excitement. His hands are stroking your face. Your heart is beating so fast you think it might get exhausted and quit beating, but it doesn’t, and you suddenly push your lips against Chris’s and close your eyes, drinking in his luxurious kiss. You’re in bliss… You shoot up in your bed with a jolt, covered in a cold sweat and feeling slightly sick. You run your hands through your sleep-crumpled hair, and lie back down slowly. You groan. Your head is filled with endless thoughts and emotions, and you feel too dizzy and sick to deal with them now. Do I like him? I did in that dream. I liked him a lot. But I hate him! How can I kiss him one moment, but hope he gets run over by a bus the next? You sigh. Things are too complicated right now. And you are not in the mood for facing a day at school.
