Chapter One: Aiden/ Max

My thoughts have lingered on the strange boy ever since the first dream:

                He came to me dressed in black with chains on his pants, and Converse shoes. His hair hung a little past his shoulders, and he wore make up. Black eye shadow and eyeliner intensified his green eyes. Tattoos ran up and down his harms, and there were two on his neck, also. His tongue, lip and eyebrow were pierced. He looked at me, intensity in his eyes, and then, he turned around.

                I’d never forget her eyes.

                The only dreams I have are surrounded by him. It’s always him in my thoughts, and in my dreams.

                In the dream it’s like I’m looking out from his eyes, except for the first one and a few other ones. I see the things he sees. Sometimes, when I’m day dreaming, the same things happen.

                I do not know what his name is. I don not know how old he is or where he lives. I do not even know if he actually exists. The one thing I do know, though, is that I’m in love with him.

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That girl, that beautiful, beautiful girl.

                The first time I saw her was in a dream. She had the reddest hair I’ve ever seen and the bluest eyes ever. She wore red fishnet leggings under a black lace skirt and a black long sleeved shirt.

                What was her name? Where did she live? Is she real? Do I love her?

                Only one of those questions can be answered: yes, I think I love her, my mystery girl.