My dream: part 1

Me and my group walk in a room to talk about what we should do and I spot a man sitting all by his lonesome over on an old bench. I know this man too. His long golden hair -put into a braid- shines in the dim light there is in the black haze surrounding the area and his beautiful emerald eyes makes me feel pity for him.

   I pull out two chairs; one for me and one for him.

     “Hey Jack!” I call. He looks up at me with a look that seems lost and confused. Almost as if he doesn’t remember me. “Come sit next to me.”

   I sit down and pat on the empty seat, inviting him over. He just stares at me blankly and emotionlessly. I sigh and face my group to begin our discussion.

 

I’m now sitting on a dark red couch, sitting with three or four of my group members who had stayed to continue the discussion. I wasn’t all that interested in what we’re discussing about, so I ignored most of it.

     “You know, I may not remember you, but you do seem a little familiar.” Someone said. I look up to see Jack had decided to come over and he sat right next to me on the couch. “So what are you guy’s talking about?”

   Darn, how should I respond to that…I then notice I’m holding a white binder that holds what we are talking about.

     “Oh, uh, we’re looking through this and figuring out what we should for our concert opening night.” I respond. Huh, so that’s what we were talking about?

     “A concert? May I see the binder?” Jack asked.

     “Uh, sure.” I said. How could I say no to him?

   I hold the binder between us and he begins to look through it with fascination.

     “You know, I think I remember you now.” Jack suddenly said, still looking through the binder.

     “You do?” I asked.

     “Yes and your name is Sarah, right?” He seemed to guess. He remembers me!

     “Yeah.” I reply.

     “Hey Sarah, it’s time to go back.” One of my group members say.

     “Okay. Bye Jack, I have to go now.” I said and he suddenly embraced me in a hug.

     “See you at the concert. I can’t wait to see you preform.”

 

Author's Note

I had a dream with Jack in it. I think its cause I've been drawing him so much and I...skipped ahead in Pandora Hearts last night.

I know, I know: "Bad girl, you shouldn't skip ahead!"