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Amanda woke up the next morning slowly, she wiped the sweat from her forehead and looks at the clock. The red two thirty piecered threw the darkness, like eyes watching her restless sleep. Again the same dream, so much pain and hate, the part that scared he the most was the blood. So much and she couldnt figured out where it was coming from. First it would be to her knees, then her waist, her throat and then choking her. A shiver went down her spine as he snapped back to reality, trying to forget the dream. She slowly got up and wandered over to the window. It was a clear night, the full moon shining down on her backyard, highlighting the dew on the grass like jewels scattered threw her yard. She sighed softly, trying to figure out what these dreams where about. They had seemed to be getting worse, in fact cause her actually pain when she awoke from them. Time flew past swiftly before she heard her mom knocking on her door to wake her. She looked at the clock, the number gleming six thiry in the dark void of her room. She stood up slowly, still exhausted from all the sleepless night, dressing quickly and running downstairs to find something to settle her stomach. She finished and darted outside just in time to see the bus fly by. She growled and slowly began to walk twards school. Before long, a black car pulled up along side her, stopping her in her tracks. There sat Alex, looking up at her. Dumbfoundedly she walk over to the car and look in. "Need a ride" he said, all she could simply do was nod. She climbed in, noticing how good he looked today. He looked at her and then back to the road "You alright?" her ask. Once again she simply nodded and stared strait ahead. "well ok... but i was wondering something, are you doing anything this weeked?" He heart began to leap from her chest and she looked at him, shaking he head slowly. He smiles and continued "You feel like going out with me to a party?" She had been waiting for this moment ever since she met him, he was asking her out on a date! "Sure." she studdered slowly. "Alright, ill pick you up at seven." he smiled. Before long they soon approached the school. She got out of the car, thanking him and darting into the school. She wandered threw the day, not knowing if what just happened was real or another one of her whicked dreams. Had she just been invited to go out with one of the most gorgeous guys in school or was it someones sick joke...?