“Serenity, run!” she yells. 

 

I don’t know who it is, but I break out into a run. 

 

I run, gaining speed with each step. 

 

Trees everywhere. 

 

It’s dark, but I can see. 

 

I can smell everything around me. 

 

There’s someone following me. 

 

I can hear him. 

 

But I don’t turn around, just keep running. 

 

Then he’s in front of me, and I stumble into him, jerking myself awake.

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I’m sweating, my pajama top is drenched.

 

As I recall the dream, I remember only the eyes. Those piercing eyes, that made it impossible to move.

 

His eyes! Ugh!​

 

Why was Storm in my dream?

 

Was I running to him? Or from him?

 

Was he the one following me?

 

Why?

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There’s a tap on my window that makes me jump, so I get up and walk over to the door. Opening it, I find Storm standing on my balcony.

 

“What are you doing here?” I ask, annoyed.

 

“I’m always close by, remember.?” he taunts. “Are you okay?”

 

“Yes. Why wouldn’t I be?”

 

“I heard a noise.”

 

“Sorry. I just had a weird dream.” I explain.

 

“Okay. Night.” he says, jumping off the balcony, not bothering to use the stairs.

 

I roll my eyes.

 

“Night!” I yell into the night, somehow knowing that he heard me.