At First Sight

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Dean, remembering the secret that was still being hidden from him. “Things are definitely going to change.”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
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                  She was dreaming of something good. She was with Dean somewhere magical. It looked tropical. She was wearing a white dress that caressed her body smoothly. Her hair was in curls and she was barefoot in the sand. The waves crashed against the shore, barely touching her toes.
                  She was waiting for somebody. He was coming out of the shadows of the dark night and, for a moment, she thought it might be Dean. It looked like his silhouette. She smiled.
    “Dean?”
                  She blinked once and was suddenly in her living room. But, it wasn’t her living room. Everything was gray and bland. The only source of something good seemed to be a shining light in a corner. She walked toward it and stopped.
                  It was the glowing orb again.
                  Her eyes stayed fixed on the orb as she moved closer to it, reaching out to touch it. When her fingers landed on it, it burned her. She jumped back in shock.
                  When she blinked again, she wasn’t in the living room anymore. She was lying in bed. The clock told her it was half past three in the morning. She got out of bed and went to the kitchen, getting herself a glass of water.
                  She took a sip and sighed, closing her eyes. “It was all just a dream.”
                  She opened her eyes and gasped, dropping the glass. Tiny shards from the cup scattered around her bare feet as she stared into the living room.
                  A lone shadow was faced towards her. It was pure black from head to toe and she couldn’t tell if it was a man or a woman. The only thing she could focus on was the glowing orb it held in its hands.
                  “What do you want?” she asked cautiously.
                  It didn’t speak. It simply held out the orb and let go, allowing it to float towards her. She watched it, feeling as if she was stuck in her spot. She didn’t know why she was so transfixed on the orb, but her senses told her not to care.
                  She took one step and gasped, feeling pain shoot through her foot. She looked down to see a piece of glass lodged in her toe. She carefully pulled it out and tossed it in the sink before looking back up.
                  The shadow and the orb were gone.
                  “What?” she murmured.
                  Everything was back to normal again. There was no shadow. There was no glowing orb. Everything was in full color. She shook her head, believing she must be daydreaming or sleepwalking. She grabbed a band aid from the cabinet and bent down to apply it to her foot.
                  There was no injury.
     
                  “Were you dreaming?” asked Dean.
                  Lola shrugged. “I must have been. How can an injury just go away?”
                  “That’s just odd. But, at least you’re okay.” Dean held her hand and smiled at her.
                  That day after school, Dean had invited Lola over to dinner so she could meet his parents. Needless to say, Katherine and Frankie were ecstatic that Lola had accepted their family. They had asked her questions about her life, wanting to get to know her on a personal level. She was hesitant to tell them about her family life, though. She had also asked about their history, promising to dedicate an entire day for that within the week.
                  Freddie, however, was still waiting on Jessica to accept him. He was in pain because of her rejection and he knew she was, too. Lola tried to

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