Days of the future by Megan Adams (best books to read in your 20s .txt) 📖

I don't know if it was the first time i saw him or the second time i saw him that made my heart stop and lose all my thoughts i had in my head and stop breathing. The color of his hair, his eyes, and so much more.I swear i could hear the song " Stop and Stare" playing in my head. As he made his way towards me, I smiled. Dylan stopped in front of me and my locker. He looked at me with a funny look on his face and asked me " What are you thinking about?" "You,always" I smiled again after I replied to him. He smiled at me and told me " Well, you can stop, cause I'm right here." He reached for my hand and held it in his smooth, tan, strong hand. I look all around me except at him because I knew if I did, I would lose the question I formed in my head that I wanted to ask him. As my eyes roamed the banners and posters that were in the hallway, there was one banner that caught my eyes and what was on that banner completely shocked me and it was something i completely forgot about. See, before I "met" Dylan, I hadn't planned on going to the dance. But now that I had a date, I really wanted to go. Then when i looked at the date of the the dance I swear i felt my jaw drop.' Oh My God!!!! The dance was in 2 days!!!' I put that in the back of my head to ask him if he wanted to go to the dance with me. You know what? I'll ask him tomorrow, I thought to myself. I swear I will. I was so deep in thought that I didn't hear the bell ring, until I felt a tug of my hand. I looked up at Dylan with a question on my face. "Class?" he asked with a grin. I shook my head and smiled. "Sure." We walked to class because we had the same last period together, History. When we got there we separated cause we sat in different seats. 
The next day, I met my friends at my locker and waited for a certain someone. Once I saw a familiar head of sun-kissed hair, that had a touch of gold by my locker, i smiled. I told myself silently, 'You will ask him. There is no backing down. You are a strong girl. You can do this.' I walked up to Dylan and my friends, glanced at Dylan, and told him " I need to talk to you." I stopped, turned on my foot, and walked the same way I just came. I didn't look back to see if he was following me. I stopped at a door that read JANITORS CLOSET, walked in and closed the old, creaky metal door behind Dylan after he entered. I dropped my bag with a thud and stayed starring in the direction, which was at the other side of the metal door. After a minute, Dylan asked me " Is there something you would like to ask me?" I glance at him and see that he has a smug look on his face. It was the eyes that told me that he already knew what I was going to ask him. I look away. " Well... yes there is." "Go ahead." I hesitated, but only for a second. " So.. You know how the dance is coming up in 1 day right?" When he didn't respond I continued. " I was wondering.. If maybe you would be my date." Before he could answer my question I added, still looking at the door "If you don't want to I understand, even if you have better plans, that's okay." I didn't hear him, but suddenly he was behind me, turning me around to face him. His hand, softly grabbed my chin and lifted my face up to meet his. He kissed me. It was a sweet kiss. A kiss that took my breath away. A kiss that said yes. I broke the kiss to peer up at Dylan. " I'm guessing that is a yes?" I asked him. With a twinkle in his eye, he told me " What do you think?" " I think," I paused, running my hands through his bronze hair that was touched by the sun and continued. " I think that is a yes." Then he tightened his arms around my waist and held me to his warm, solid body and swayed to nonexistent music. I put my head on his strong shoulder and sighed peacefully. I looked up into his beautiful, understanding, caring, ocean blue eyes. I smiled at him cause I loved him so much. I was thinking about three words that I wanted to say to him. Before I could stop myself I blurted out " I love you" My eyes widened and I covered my mouth in a embarrassing moment , turned around away from him, and didn't look at him or say anything. I feel so stupid, I thought to myself.
what seemed like forever, Dylan finally said something. It was more of what he did than say. He walked up to me, turned me around, lifted my chin so I would look at him, brush a few strands of partially brown hair out of my face and kissed me. A kiss that spoke to me in every way possible. That told me, not through words, but through something deeper than words or feelings. Love. He slowly pulled away from me and held me close. He whispered in my ear " I love you too." I shivered at his breath and smiled so he could see my happiness. When I got home that day, after school, I was so happy that I started the wiggle, wiggle, wiggle dance through the whole house. I finally, had enough of looking for the parental's in my house, so I yelled " MOM!! " "DAD!!" I heard music and noise coming from the kitchen. I wiggled my way to the kitchen and found my parents cooking, and dancing at the same time.... I had to cover my eyes at the sight of them dancing(LOL...) After a few minutes, I cleared my throat by coughing. "-cough,cough-" My parents gaze over to me, guilty looks on their faces, laughing. "Yes, dear?" my dad asked me. I beam at them like an idiot and wiggle my way to my mother. "I need a dress for Prom this week on Friday." I told her with a twinkle in my eye and a song in my heart. They both stared at me shocked, excited(mom's face), and sad(dad's face). "So, will you help me mom?" She practically skipped to me and hugged me tightly. "Absolutely."

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The next day after school, my mom and I went shopping for my dress for tonight. The dance was less than 3 1/2 hours away and I still needed to go to the salon and get my hair and nails done. We went to a little shop called The Boutique Dress Shop. As we both walked in, the brass bell rang from above. As I walked around, looking at dresses for me to wear, my mother asked me " What kind of dress do you wanna look for?" I was looking at a satin dress that was bubblegum pink and was strapless." Honestly, I don't know." My mom looked at me over a few rows of dresses. " Really, what I'm looking for is something like a long midnight blue or violet dress with straps and covers my whole body, not ending at my knees." As I told my mother this, I found a couple of dresses that i wanted to try on. The first one was a dark purple and it was a full body dress that had flowers at random points in the dress. The second one was a light blue that had a shawl wrap and it was strapless. I put that one back and walked to my mother with the dress. I saw that she too, had a few dresses in her arms. I couldn't see the third one but the other two didn't appeal to me in any way possible. Mom hands me the dresses and I slowly walk to the red cherry maple wood dressing room at the back of the store. I took the HUGE dressing room and laid the dresses on a stool that was there. My mom slipped a few pars of heels over the door for me to try with the dresses that i had.
One of the dresses I had tried on was a satin dress. The color mdnight blue with little flecks of glitter on it. It covered my whole body when i held it up to me in front of the mirror.The shoes i had to go wiht it were a pair of black stilettoes. I took off my clothes and outlled the dress over my head and slipped oon the shoes. I kept my back tot he mirror cause I wanted to see the full effect of the dress. I walk out of the dressing room,and stood there, looking at me, was my mom. Of course she was starring at me: Wide eyes, jaw dropped.... She shoke herself and and smiled at me. I turned around and looked at myself in the mirror and gasped. The dress was so beautiful. I couldnt believe it.

We arrive at school about 15 minutes later. Even though we were still in the car, we both could hear the blaring music. I shook my head as I climbed out of the black Honda Civic. Linking my arm in his, we both walked to the school. As we stepped silently through the hallways I was shocked. The decorations that covered every inch of the hallway walls were amazing. I commented to Dylan " We need to give the kids in our class more credit than we already give them." As we both neared the cafeteria I started to get butterflies in my stomach. Wher we stopped outside the lunch room doors, I started to fiddle with my dress and everything