99: Dream Crusher

Fenella’s POV I still can't forget about Laird this afternoon. It could be said that I was head over heels for him. If this is all just a dream, I don't want it to end quickly. If this turns out to be true, I want to confirm it again and again until I am truly convinced that this afternoon was not a dream. Laird and I, kissing?! It was my first kiss! I bury my face in the pillow, feeling hot. My hysterical scream might have reached my mother's ears. “Fenella? What's wrong?” My mother entered the room and opened the door. Her eyes widen in confusion as she sees my messy hair and flushed face. I could see my own embarrassing appearance in the mirror! “Oh, nothing, mom. I just can't wait to see the latest music video.” I quickly opened a rock band's online video streaming page on my laptop screen. My mother let out a long sigh as she slowly walked to my room's window. From the second floor, my mother could see something on the street in front of the house. “You should be studying.” My mot