The sun shined through the tree tops, illuminating the shadows of the summer leaves and birds that lived in the trees. Underneath them, the green grass brushing against the feet of two lovers was the only thing that kept the two of them on ground. If not, they would surely have been lifted up by the love they felt for each other and flown somewhere even more beautiful than the place they were at.
The two lovers had the kind of looks that meant true love, though no words were coming from their moths, only the look they gave each other. The boy with his short, brown hair looked at the girl's beautiful eyes with his own dark brown eyes. The moment seemed to last forever, and nobody seemed to complain about it either, as they never did. They always met like this, in his dreams. Though he wished it was all true, it could never be, as it after all was just dreams about a girl he would never ever meet or get.
And like all the others dreams, he felt the girl's hand squeezing his, his heart beat faster and his smile growing ever bigger. This was love, the kind of love that was written about, a love that could break all chains and walls and just flow throughout the world. The girl seemed to move her lips as if she was to say something, and like every other dream, that was when it all turned black...
London, 1969, late summer.
7:15 the alarm rang, waking Adrian up from his hopeless dream. The sun was shining through the window of his bedroom, only helping him further to be woken up properly. It was after all the first day of school, and Adrian didn't want to be late for this special day.
He slowly dragged himself out of his bed, grabbing the pair of clothes he had prepared for him to wear just the night before. It wasn't anything fancy, just regular clothes for a regular boy of his age. He walked down the stairs leading down to the living room and kitchen, being met by his father who was already up. Adrian's father had to get up now to get to the factory where he worked, not much else a man of his age could do compared to what he had accomplished years ago as a soldier.
Adrian ate a quick breakfast with his father, going through the regular chatter of his dreams and how he slept, his plans for the day and when he would be home for dinner. Nothing Adrian hadn't expected, and as he predicted, he had to leave after 24 minutes of eating toast with egg and bacon to catch the bus that would pass his new school. Outside, the sun was rising ever higher up on the sky, welcoming a new day for the city of London and the rest of the world.
All the way to school, he kept on thinking back to his dream, about the girl he was with. She was more beautiful that anyone he had thought off before, and even though she was just a dream in his head, she felt more real than anything else in the world to him. He had that smile on his face that sometimes would fool anyone to think that he actually felt happy, he was never truly happy, just content with his life. He had few friends, no girlfriend, and a addicting love for books and music. To him that was enough for him, though he always wished for more.
With the school finally in front of him, he walked in and instantly started the search for his classroom. He had been in the school before summer, and had already visited the library before, the classrooms were something completely different. But he didn't get to be alone for long before a girl walked up to him and rudely asked him where the library was. This completely caught him off guard, he hadn't even seen nor heard the girl walk up on him, and here she was talking to him in a very rude tone.
Once again Adrian's lack of social antennas did their best, and he simply pointed in the direction of the library without as much as making a sound. He had no words, his brain simply wouldn't work at the moment. He could have said something, he could simply have said that she was rude, he could have just walked away, but he stood still "Great work Adrian, you're great with girls, have anyone told you that?" He thought to himself, feeling rather uncomfortable in this situation.
But at the same time, he felt the strangest feeling of what was known as Deja'vu. The girl's face, her eyes, hair and entire figure, he felt like he had seen her before, somewhere familiar and comfortable. And while he thought about that, the uncomfortable ball in his stomach went away and was replaced with something he hadn't felt since his last dream about the girl. What was this, what on Earth was going on?
Before he knew it, the school bells rang announcing that school had started. In other words, Adrian was late! He ran down the corridor he thought was leading him to the right classroom, and lucky he found it not long afterwards. He tried his best to enter the room without causing too much attention, though the teacher behind the desk wasn't making it easy. Calling on him to not be late again, he knew that everyone had seen him, and the same just fell upon him.
As if that wasn't enough, when he finally found the desk he was assigned to, he found himself sitting next to the very same girl who had asked him where the library was, and who he had seen before somewhere he couldn't remember. He simply sat down, kept his eyes away from her and tried his best not to think about the strangest feeling in his stomach. But it simply wouldn't go away, and so he had to look at her once again. And when he looked at her, the little fire inside of him grew bigger, it truly was if he had seen her before in the dream, though it had to be impossible.
"Calm down Adrian, it's just the embarrassment of not making it to class in time, dust it off..." He thought to himself, it was the only logical solution he could come up with, and like many other things in his life, he was content by that.
Adrian kept looking at her, until his eyes saw the note on her desk that seemed to be her name. Aisling Elanor Allen.
"Aisling is a very nice name. Irish, if I'm not mistaken." he said out to her all of a sudden, without thinking about it. Once again, his lack of social antennas made the situation all but better.