Sophie’s Pov ~

“Sophie,” I heard Kayla say. My face was sitting on top of my knees as I hugged my legs.

“Yea?”

“Are you going to tell Troy about your childhood anytime soon?” she asked.

I shook my head, “No. I don’t want anyone else to know, Kay. It’s too painful to even think about it! I mean, for once in my life, I’m somewhat happy and I don’t want to remember the things that happened in the past.”

“I know what you mean, Soph, but you have to tell someone other than me. Maybe it’ll make you feel better if you just let it all out...? If you don’t want to than that’s your choice. Don’t let me make your decisions for you.”

“I’ll think about it.”

“You better think about it, Sophie.” She took a seat next to me in the seat that was next to mine.

“Thanks, Kayla.”

“For what?”

“For this little pep-talk thing, and for forgiving me. I know I hadn’t seen you for like almost seven years, but you were there for me, Kay.”

“Oh that. You’re welcome. But you know, I couldn’t help it, I’m just too awesome so I had to forgive you. I mean who wouldn’t forgive their all-time best friend? And you had a good reason to!”

I giggled to myself but didn’t say anything. Kayla was such a good friend….

“Oh, and what did you need to tell me that was so important?”

I then remembered the dream….. “I uh….had a dream.”

“So you made me come to your house just so you could tell me about a dream that you probably only remember half of? This better be good.”

“The dream had me, you and Troy….”

“It had Troy in it?” she asked, raising her eyebrows.

“Yeah, it did. Well anyways, he and Jake were kind of like switched or something. So Jake had Troy’s personality and Troy had Jake’s personality….But the weird thing was that Jake had died and Troy was my boyfriend…” I explained, trying to remember.

“Troy was your boyfriend?” she asked, her mouth forming an “o”.

“Yeah, I know, weird. Back to the dream. Troy and I…uh…we almost kissed. And that’s when I woke up, as we were about to kiss!”

“Oh my gosh, Sophie! That is disgusting on so many levels….”

“But the problem is….”

“The problem is….?” She repeated, gesturing for me to continue.

“I didn’t want the dream to end. We were all having fun….I-I don’t know, Kayla…”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! So you enjoyed it??” She wriggled her eyebrows at me.

“I guess you can say that…” I replied. Suddenly I remembered something else that happened to be one of the most important events that happened in my dream. “And….I kind of told him that I loved him….But he said it first! I swear!” I broke eye contact with her and began to play with my fingers.

“You did what!?!” I'm just glad that Kayla wasn’t drinking anything when I told her that, because I'm sure if she was, she would’ve spit it out all over my face.

“Yeah I know, but hey, don’t blame me! It’s not my fault that you can’t control your dreams.”

“But still! Kayla, do you think that by any chance that dream may have meant anything?

“Eww! No that’s gross!” I said, shaking my head.

Letting out a sigh of relief, she replied, “Okay good. I was about to have a heart attack.”

I chucked before I heard a door click shut. Getting out of my seat, I went to look through my glass door and into my room. My room was empty. I opened the glass door and entered the room.

Troy’s Pov ~

Oh my gosh….I cannot believe what I just heard….

I sat down on my bed and pulled out my guitar. As I started to strum, my door opened. “Oh hey, Sophie,” I said as nonchalantly as I possibly could.

“Were you just in my bedroom?” she asked.

“No, why would I want to be in there? It’s covered with coodies!” I scrunched my nose in fake disgust.

"Ha. Ha. Very funny. Do me a favor and grow up,” she replied crossing her arms over her chest.

“Well, Sophie, I wasn’t in your bedroom, so can you just stop bugging me about it? I have work to do.”

“Blah, blah, blah. Whatever.” She closed the door behind her.

Why would Sophie have that dream? And why would we kiss in it? Why would we even be together in the first place!?

Oh well, Troy, get over it. It’s not her fault that she had a dream, and like Sophie said, ‘you can’t control your dreams,’ I thought to myself.

Yeah, I mean, Sophie could never like me....Could she?

Shaking the thought out of my head, I continued strumming on my accoustic guitar, playing the chords that I had for my new song.

Did Sophie's dream mean anything? No, it didn't.... But it could've. She even said that that would be gross....

Gosh, my stupid mind keeps wandering! C'mon Troy, focus on your song.

There is one question that lingered in my mind: If the dream did mean something, what would Sophie do? I hate curiosity. It ate away at me slowly....

I decided that I couldn't focus on working on my song, so I put my guitar back in its case and lay in my bed. I stared at the ceiling, letting all my thoughts roam free in my head.

Did the dream mean something?

Why didn't she want it to end? Well, she said it was because we were all having fun. Yeah, I think that's it. But what if it was because she wanted to kiss me?

What if Sophie does like me?

Why am I so curious all of a sudden?

The world may never know....

Then Kayla's words replayed back in my mind, 'You'll find it out soon....I promise.'

Oh yeah, I forgot. Sophie was mad at me for no reason. But then again, Kayla said that Soph wasn't mad at me.....

It's official, I'm confused!

Sophie's Pov ~

"Kay, I don't want to tell him. I'm not ready to open up to anyone. I probably wouldn't even be able to tell Jake!" I explained, plopping down on to my bed.

"Okay, I;m not going to push you into telling him, she replied, looking trough my closet. "And if you don't want to tell anyone, and keep all of your feelings bundled up inside where no one can ever see them, than that is totally fine with me."

"Okay then! It's settled." I rested my head on my light green fuzzy pillow. "I'm not going to tell anyone, therefore Troy will never know."

"Fine by me." She continued rumaging through my closet, looking for God knows what. "Soph?"

"Yeah?"

"Troy thinks you're mad at him, and he doesn't understand why," she said, finally coming out of my closet.

"Why would he think I'm mad at—" Then I realized what I had done. I kicked him out of room twice, and the second time I yelled at him. How did I do all of that absentmindedly??

Gosh, now I had to say sorry.

"I'll be back in a few minutes," I said as I planted my feet on the ground, standing up.

"Where are you going?" Kayla asked.

"I have to say sorry to Troy, duh."

"Okay, don't be too long!" she called after me, but I was already out of my room, making my way to Troy's.

I stopped in front of his door. Um, what sould I say? Without a plan, I knocked.

"What do you want, mom? If it's about the stupid song, than I don't want to—"

"It's me."

After he didn't reply once a few moments had passed by, I opened his door. He was sprawled across his bead lying on his back with his head sunken into his pillow.

"Troy, what the heck? I know you're awake!"

He didn't reply. I poked his face, but he didn't even move a muscle. I looked down at his tanned face. My eyes scanned the rest of his body. He was lying on top of the covers with one of his arms hanging over the side of his bed. To make this oh-so-delightful scene even better, he was shirtless.  My eyes traveled down to his abdomen, where his six pack was.

Oh God....

Giggling at my new thought, I took my index finger and poked him in the belly button. My eyes traveled back up to his face, then down to his lips. They looked so soft and pink! I looked back and met his amused gaze. Since when did he start looking at me?

"Why are you staring at me like that?" he asked. "It's creeping me out..."

A blush crept onto my face. "I was not staring....I-I was looking at you intensely." What the heck Sophie? God, I suck at lying! Looking away, I mumbled under my breath,"That sounded so stupid..."

When I looked back up at him, he smirked. "And I have a question for you Sophie."

"What is it?" I knew he was going to ask me why I was mad at him, which I wasn't by the way.

"Why did you poke me in the belly button?"

I couldn't help it, I just had to blush. "I did no such thing! How dare you accuse me of something like that?"

He chuckled. "You're so weird."

"Yeah, I know I'm awesome."

"Pfft, you wish."

"No, I wish I had a unicorn who could eat bananas all day long," I explained.

He burst out laughing. "My point exactly."

After a few moments of silence had passed, he said something. "And Sophie?"

"Yes, Troy?"

"Why were you mad at me?"

CLIFF HANGER!!! Yes, kill me now xD Just kidding, please don't kill me D: Sorry this chapter took so long to post, I've just been REALLY busy lately D: I will try to update next week!! I PROMISE!! Thank you all for reading and voting xD  Only awesome people comment and vote so if you don't want to be awesome then that is your loss ;) Okay well I have to go, for it is five o'clock in the morning and I need to go to sleep or else my mom will kill me for staying up so late x_x BYE BANANAS!!!