Thread: Dream Girl (SHARPii and Josu_T)

Astoria Wheaton had always been this kind of strange girl. As a child, she had been a major outcast because of how different she was and when she got older, it seemed to get worse because not so many people were accepting. No one liked to know. It's not like she'd do it for a bad reason, but merely good. Still, no one wanted to believe or wanted to know. Could she really blame them? Growing up, with a friend or two and the love of her parents, Astoria never asked for more, or wanted more. Some people didnt even have that and she did, regardless of her difference. It was enough for her. Never did she yearn for that acceptance in school because she knew who she was. She didnt have to hold out for some special boy, hoping hed look her way. Her heart was never into it then. There were more important things. She had a fine childhood and an even better adolescent and teen life. Sure, with her difference, it didnt make it easy but its not like it wasnt possible. One day, on her way home from her part-time job at a music store, Astorias steps ceased slowly and her eyes gazed upon the most handsome man she could have possibly seen. While she never paid mind to the fact she never had a boyfriend during high school and she still pay mind to it now, this was her very first crush. Its like she was an alien who never really experienced the things that teens would in high school nowadays, instead only experiencing them now in college. Better late than never, right? So from then on, everyday after her job, shed walk home the exact same route to just catch a thirty second to a minute look at him. Looking from afar was enough for she was too terrified to talk to him. Aside from her father and her three brothers, she never talked to boys much, and with a boy that made her feel the way she did, it was impossible! That night, the red haired girl changed into a pair of boxer shorts with a tank top and tied her messy hair into a messy bun. She removed her eye make up and put face cream on to keep the smoothness and nourish her skin. Moving to the window, she placed her hand on it. The moon shined through her room, casting its evening glow throughout her entire room a natural light. Her almond shaped brown eyes closed slowly and her mind raced to find his. Slowly, she sat down on the ledge in front of her window, her hand coming from the window to resting on her cheek, her elbow anchoring on the pane. Finding that one mind, the very mind that could make her heart beat so fast, she held onto it enough to be able to enter into it. He was asleep perfect. It wasnt obsession or infatuation. If she couldnt be the girl of his dreams, the most she could be was his dream girl. Whether he thought she was real or not didnt matter. She needed some time before she had the courage and strength to ever truly talk to him. Setting the place, a water fountain appeared in his dream. Crystal clear water pouring and dancing, a soft mist to be felt by anyone who sat close enough on the ledge. There, on the very ledge sat Astoria. Her red hair tied up in that same messy bun as was in the reality and she wore the same clothes like in reality. Stranger things happened in dreams. The sky was clear and blue, a light cool breeze coming down and hitting against her frame so gently, pushing her hair out of her delicate features. A large oak tree came into the picture in the corner, casting a subtle shade over where she sat, leaves slowly falling like rose petals in a flower dance. It was a real beautiful sight and it was all in his dream. To make herself appear in the most desirable way. This is what she had to do. For now