Chapter 1 He held my hand as we walked though the open field, then picked up a flower and put it in my hair. He cupped my face into his hands and looked deep into my eyes, although I can't remember what his eyes looked like. All I can remember is the touch of his hands, slowly brushing off my cheeks. He smiled and kissed me softly on the forehead. "I love you." he whispered in my ear. I grinned and grabbed his hand. But I couldn't say anything. I wanted to, but I couldn't. Nothing would come out of my mouth. We ran through the field and stopped outside of a forest. "I'll be right back." he said, and left my side, running into the forest. I sat down in the wet grass, waiting. And waiting... and waiting. All of a sudden, I heard a voice call my name from deep inside the forest. "Sarah!" it said. I immediately stood up as the grass started to sway from the wind. I tried to call back, but nothing came out of my mouth. "Sarah!" the voice screamed again. The winds grew stronger. Soon I could not see the forest, only pieces of twig and leaves and whatever else was on the forest floor all blowing every which way in the air in front of me. "Sarah, wake up!" the voice said. All of a sudden I was in my bed. I gasped and lifted my head. My mom was at my side. "Sarah honey, your alarm didn't go off." she said sternly. I looked at the clock. It was 7:30. I was already late for homeroom. "I thought I told you to set it last night." "I did." I said, getting out of bed. "The battery must've died." "Get dressed." my mom sighed. "I'll drive you to school." I rushed to my dresser and put on a pair of skinny jeans, a black t-shirt and my beat up pink and black vans, then ran downstairs. My dad handed me an apple. "Eat it on the way to school." he said, motioning me to the front door. I grabbed my messenger bag and ran out the door. My mom was waiting for me in the car. I threw my bag into the back seat and got into the front. My mom started down the road and headed for the Dunkin' Donuts at the end of our block. "Mom..." I groaned. My mom never started her day without having her daily cup of iced coffee. 2 creams, no sugar. "I'm sorry, Sarah. But you wouldn't be in this scenario if you had set your alarm last night." "But I di-" I started. But my mom was already headed for the entrance. I rolled my eyes, but I didn't think much of my mom's ignorance. I couldn't stop thinking about the boy in my dream. I didn't know his name. I couldn't even remember what he looked like. I tried picturing him as best I could, but it was no use. The only thing I remembered was his touch, and that he loved me. 'But, who's to say this boy exists?' I thought. 'It was only a dream...' However, I couldn't help but think he was out there, somewhere. Waiting for me to tell him that I, too, loved him.