So i was up late talking to one of my friends who was bored and i was his source of entertainment. So i randomly started making this story up. Then i was like if i put more detai land actaully finish it, it could be a cool one shot. But somehow i think the ending isn't that great. Oh well. Comments anyone?
I’m dreaming, right? [a one shot]—
I’m walking down my road. In the middle of the night, it’s dark and quiet. I’m shorts and a tank top. Looking down I notice I’m not even wearing any shoes. I really don’t know why I’m wandering around my street. I just had this sudden urge. So here I am walking along minding my own business when out of a nowhere a bus comes speeding around the corner and stops screeching in front of me. Weird huh? I find it odd that one there is a bus on my street and that two, its stopped in front of me.
All of the sudden there was a bus in front of me. The door opens and rather short brunet steps out. "SARA?" I say confused and happy wondering if I’m dreaming this; I mean Sara is still in France well actually in transit coming home from France. We’re supposed to hang our Saturday, it’s… Thursday night.
"LAUREL!" she says back.
"Why are you on a bus, that’s on my road, in the middle of the night?" i ask rubbing my eyes to see if I can see better.
"Why are you walking around your street in the middle of the night? You ruined the whole plan.” she says glaring.
"What plan?" I stare at her funny. "What people? Sara my brain doesn’t work THIS EALRY IN THE MORNING! And you’re making no sense what so ever.
"Okay, so in the airport I ran into some people who were on the same flight. Why would I tell you anything about the plan? Why are you wandering your street at night in the first place?” She leans on the buss door.
“You know. I’m not so sure my self. I had this urge, I woke up from a dream.” I sigh heavily, “I was dreaming I finally met Kevin.” I think I hear a snicker come from somewhere on the buss. “Sara, I repeat my question what are you doing on a buss? Wait is this a tour buss?” I may have imagined the snicker. Heck, I could be dreaming this whole thing. But now that I’ve been looking at the bus it is a tour buss at least I think it is.
“I have an idea.” Sara’s eyes light up.
“Huh?” I yawn shaking my head. “Does it involve me going back to bed and waking up in the morning figuring out I dreamed everything?”
“Yes, go home and fall asleep.” She smirks hopping back on the buss. Just as fast as the buss appeared, the bus disappears the way it came.
“Wow, I must be dreaming.” I say to my self. I turn around and head back for my house. On the way back I try to figure out why the heck I’m walking my street alone at night. I’ve never done this before ever in my life. Am I sleepwalking with a feeling of being awake? Maybe I had too much caffeine before bed?
I walk the curve of the circle that my house is on. I look up at the stars, its rather pretty out. For some reason I can’t shake the feeling that I’ve being followed. I whip my head around, nothing. It’s the same pitch darkness surrounding me. I turn back towards my destination. I can just barely make out the light coming from the light outside the garage. I sigh “almost there” as I mutter to my self.
I hear footsteps behind me. I start to run afraid to look back, at the same time I try to sneak a glance. Before I can even sneak the glance backwards I feel an arm behind my back and an arm under my legs sweeping me up. Great, the one time I’m wandering around I get kidnapped. I thought this was supposed to be a safe neighborhood. Only this would happen to me. “GOT HER, GO, GO, GO” the person whose arms I am now in says. Its dark so I can’t see who has me but for some reason I know the voice.
“Can’t be...” I mutter as bright lights appear in front of me blinding me. “Ouch.” I say closing my eyes. I feel the person walk fast towards what ever caused the blinding light.
“Nice guys, you blinded her” I hear someone say. I feel myself being carried up steps. For some reason I lay my head back on my kidnapper. Oddly, I’m comfortable. The walking motions seemed to have stopped. Now it feels like I’m sitting on someone, or curled up.
“What did you do to her?” A female voice says.
“Sara?” I mumble trying to open my eyes. “Am I dreaming?”
“Um, you may want to open your eyes.” The voice says back to me. Obeying the voice I open my eyes. My mouth drops open. I must look ridiculous. I stare at the three faces I’ve seen many times before, just not up close in person.
“Oh my word.” I mutter slowly. Sara bounces into my view.
“Nope “ She smiles smugly. I realize I’m still in someone’s arms. I turn and look at him.
“Are you telling me that I just randomly got picked up off my street by the Kevin Jonas?”
“Yes.” Kevin, Nick and Joe answer at the same time all grinning like idiots.
“Oh my word, I’m finally meeting the Jonas Brothers. Oh my word I’m in Kevin’s arms. Oh my word I’m in my pj’s. Oh my word, WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON MY STREET? AND WHY ME?” I spastically say. I can feel my face getting red as I realize that I just spazzed out at the Jonas Brothers. “Did I just say that out loud? I must sound like a babbling idiot.” They just laugh, still in Kevin’s arms I sigh. “Wait, why me? Not that I mind or anything.” I mean I’m still in Kevin’s arms, even though he’s sitting he hasn’t made any move to make me get off him. You know I could stay like this for a long time…
“Well, we’ve always wanted to just randomly pick some one off the street at night.” Kevin delicately says.
“So now I can say that I got picked up off the streets by the Jonas Brothers?”
“Pretty much.” Kevin answers.
“Whoa. Insane.” I yawn. “I think I’m tired.” I feel my eyes closing as Joe says
“Aw look she’s falling asleep.”
The morning light wakes me up. I blink remembering the dream I had. I smile it was nice. I sit up noticing that my covers are tucked in, that never happens. I grab my phone off my desk and walk out to the kitchen. “Morning mommy.” I yawn.
“Why do you have a confused look on my your face?”
“I had a dream that felt so real.” I flip open my phone seeing that I have a new voicemail.
“By the way.” A voice says, “you weren’t dreaming, you did get picked up off the street by the Jonas Brothers. Bye Laurel sees you at our next show. Sara has the details.” Kevin Jonas says.
My mouth drops open. I’m the only person in the world who this would happen to.
