When Dreams Come True...

May 23, 2009
By kmpoetgirl7 PLATINUM, Phillips, Wisconsin
kmpoetgirl7 PLATINUM, Phillips, Wisconsin
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Favorite Quote:
"You must be in control of the authorship of your own destiny. The pen that writes your life story must be held in your own hand." Irene C. Kassorla


We’ve all heard the stories. You know, the ones where the girl dreams of meeting her Prince Charming, they fall in love, and live “happily ever after?” Yeah, those stories. But that’s not what happened to me about two years ago… not exactly.

It was my junior year in high school, and I had promised myself that I was going to make that my most memorable year yet. At the time, I had the hugest crush on Ben Sampson. The problem was that so did every other girl in school. He was picture-perfect—good looks, good grades, and the most popular, most athletic guy in the entire school. He set high expectations for his brother, who was year younger, a junior, like me. His name was Zach. He was just as cute as his brother, but he wasn’t into sports. Actually, no one really knew what Zach was into. He was the quiet type who kept to himself except for a close group of friends that he hung sat with at lunch. He usually went unnoticed by most everyone in school, always sinking back into the shadows.

One day I saw a poster up for the school dance coming up. I hoped (okay, wished!) that Ben would finally see the light and ask me to the dance. I watched and analyzed his every move, going where he went, talking to his friends. I didn’t know what exactly I was looking for, but I didn’t give up. I wasn’t a quitter! A few days later when I walked into school, I could tell something was amiss with the girls. They were all on edge, and they all seemed to be giving me harsh glares as I walked by. But why? What did I do to them? I found my answer when I turned down the hallway and headed to my locker. Leaning up against locker 157, my locker, was Ben Sampson. I felt my heart lurch in my chest. Why was he at my locker? That explained the looks, at least. My palms grew sweaty as I took my time walking to my locker. Soon, I was standing right next to him, staring down at my shoes. He was looking at me. I could feel it. My eyes wandered up to his face to find that he had a smile on it. He was gorgeous up close. My heart fluttered again, and I fought to control my breathing.

“Emily,” he said. I gasped internally. How did he know my name?

“Yes?” My voice came out high-pitched and shaky, and I could feel the heat moving up my neck and into my cheeks. Great. Just what I needed. When he didn’t answer, I spoke. “Why are you here, Ben?”

“My parents would notice if I didn’t come to school,” he smiled. Was he trying to be funny?

“I meant at my locker. Shouldn’t you be with Chloe?” Chloe was his girlfriend. The two of them had been together for two years now, and everyone knew it. They were great together.

“Is this your locker?” He said playfully, avoiding my second question.

“Yes, it is,” I answered. I was starting to get kind of annoyed now. “Now, why are you here?”

“Emily,” he said again, “I have a question for you. Do you think you’re up to answering?”

“Try me,” I replied. That had me intrigued. What could Ben Sampson want to ask me?

Ben looked me in the eyes as if he’d done the same thing every day of his life, and I was lost in the middle of the ocean, drowning in the blueness. I snapped from my trance when he sighed and finally spoke.

“I wanted to, uh…” he trailed off.

“You wanted to what?” I urged.

“Ask you to the dance?” It came out as a question, but I didn’t notice because of the whooshing sound rushing by my ears. My knees buckled beneath me, and I leaned on the bank of lockers for support. Ben Sampson just asked me out! Oh my gosh, I couldn’t believe it.

“What’s the matter? Emily?” He asked worriedly.

“Oh. Um.” I stammered.

“So, what’s your answer?”

I managed to mostly recover by then. “Yes, Ben,” I breathed. He grinned a crooked smile and headed off to class so he wouldn’t be late. I, on the other hand, was too astonished to move. The days passed quickly, and before I knew it, the big day had arrived. I had the perfect dress, the shoes to match, a gorgeous hair-do, a fresh mani/pedi, and the perfect date!

Ben picked me up, and we headed to the school. To me, it seemed that the night couldn’t get any better. When Ben started talking to his guy friends, I took walk to the ladies’ room. While rinsing my hands and reapplying my lip-gloss, I reflected on my perfect evening with the perfect guy. What could possibly go wrong? I thought to myself. But then, I walked out the door to find none other than Ben Sampson, my date, with his arms wrapped securely around a beautiful blond named Chloe Hunter. Yes, you heard right. His “ex-girlfriend.” Or so I had thought…

Was he using me to make her jealous? I couldn’t take any more of this. As I felt hot, salty tears spill down my cheeks, I made a mad dash for the door while my classmates stopped to stare. Great. Now I would be the talk of the school tomorrow.

I had my hand on the door, ready to call a cab to take me home, when someone pulled me back. Sampson.

No, not that one. The other one. Zach. Zach Sampson had his hand on my am, stopping me from leaving. He didn’t let go, so I turned to look at him. He looked worried and a little guilty. Why did he look guilty?

“Did he hurt you?” He asked softly. I’d never noticed how softly he spoke. I’d never noticed his beautiful green eyes, either. Wow.

“I’m fine,” I said. But as I spoke, more tears began to flow. He laughed, and I tried to smile in response.

“Come on,” he took my hand, “let’s go.”

“Where?” I asked, honestly confused. This was not the Zach Sampson I knew. He did not socialize.

“We can get some coffee or something. You look like you could use a friend. Or just a shoulder to cry on.” He offered a sympathetic smile.

This time I really smiled back. “Thanks,” I whispered. Zach and I talked for hours, sitting in those big, comfy chairs at Starbucks. Then he took me home. I never realized how sweet and funny he was. As we stood on my doorstep, that’s what went through my head.

“Thanks, Zach,” I said. “You saved me back there.”

“No problem,” he said, looking into my eyes. “My brother can be a real jerk.” We laughed. Suddenly I felt something cold against my cheek. It was snowing.

“Beautiful,” I breathed.
Zach smiled and leaned in to press his lips to mine gently. When he pulled away, he whispered in me ear. “Yes you are,” he said.



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on Oct. 3 2014 at 8:32 am
crazy.crazy.just.crazy BRONZE, Danbury, Alaska
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Favorite Quote:
Its always okay in the end, if its not okay, its not the end.

im in love with your story

fireswatter said...
on Dec. 7 2011 at 4:09 pm
fireswatter, Denver, Colorado
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Favorite Quote:
“I cannot sleep unless I am surrounded by books.”
― Jorge Luis Borges

I really like it!

on Nov. 24 2011 at 6:01 pm
animaleana BRONZE, Gresham, Oregon
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Favorite Quote:
"Life's too short so run naked."

I absolutely love it! Sequel!!!

on Nov. 11 2011 at 11:54 pm
Dancing2222 GOLD, Sandy, Utah
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Favorite Quote:
"Be yourself, everyone else is taken."
"Imagination is more important that knowledge" -Albert Einstein
"Don't ever frown, you never know who's going to fall in love with your smile."

Oh my gosh!! This is an adorable love story!!!! I thought it was going to be all average and predictable and then you totally changed it around!!! My dream is to write a good story like this. Good job:)

on Nov. 6 2011 at 12:54 pm
LillyBelle13 BRONZE, Statesboro, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
the worst fear is of fear itself.

i love this so much

on Oct. 15 2011 at 2:13 pm
devikaarora GOLD, New Delhi, Hawaii
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Favorite Quote:
Dont tell me sky is the limit when there are footsteps on the moon !

I regret it reading now and not earlier.
Really sweet ! :)

on Sep. 30 2011 at 10:36 am
kmpoetgirl7 PLATINUM, Phillips, Wisconsin
27 articles 0 photos 37 comments

Favorite Quote:
"You must be in control of the authorship of your own destiny. The pen that writes your life story must be held in your own hand." Irene C. Kassorla

as am I! :) thank you.

on Aug. 10 2011 at 7:23 pm
NatChick SILVER, Muskegon, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
"Not everything that is faced can be changed. But nothing can be changed until it's faced."-James Baldwin

love it! oh and i love that it's a  cliche because i'm such a romantic:)

on Jul. 24 2011 at 5:37 pm
kmpoetgirl7 PLATINUM, Phillips, Wisconsin
27 articles 0 photos 37 comments

Favorite Quote:
"You must be in control of the authorship of your own destiny. The pen that writes your life story must be held in your own hand." Irene C. Kassorla

Thank you! I just noticed i have a typo. That's embarrassing lol :)

on Jul. 23 2011 at 7:29 pm
KenyaLove41 GOLD, Dallas, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
"Day, n. A period of twenty-four hours, mostly misspent." ~Ambrose Bierce
"Nothing is Impossible, the word itself says 'I'm Possible!'" ~ Audrey Hepburn
"Good writing is only bad writing revised"~ Unknown

cute story, i loved everthing about it;)

on Nov. 21 2010 at 1:21 pm
kmpoetgirl7 PLATINUM, Phillips, Wisconsin
27 articles 0 photos 37 comments

Favorite Quote:
"You must be in control of the authorship of your own destiny. The pen that writes your life story must be held in your own hand." Irene C. Kassorla

thank you! :)

StayInfinite said...
on Nov. 20 2010 at 7:57 pm
StayInfinite, Pompton Plains, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
"You've got to believe. Belive in yourself. Because if you don't, no one else will."
"Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring."

this was good, i loved itt

on Nov. 19 2010 at 2:51 pm
kmpoetgirl7 PLATINUM, Phillips, Wisconsin
27 articles 0 photos 37 comments

Favorite Quote:
"You must be in control of the authorship of your own destiny. The pen that writes your life story must be held in your own hand." Irene C. Kassorla

Thank you! I appreciate it :)

on Nov. 19 2010 at 11:51 am
nburenheide BRONZE, Olpe, Kansas
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Favorite Quote:
~There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear, because fear involves torment. But he who fears has not been made perfect in love.~Every man is afraid of something. That's how you know he's in love with you; when he is afraid of losing you

loved it :)

on Sep. 14 2010 at 5:43 pm
kmpoetgirl7 PLATINUM, Phillips, Wisconsin
27 articles 0 photos 37 comments

Favorite Quote:
"You must be in control of the authorship of your own destiny. The pen that writes your life story must be held in your own hand." Irene C. Kassorla

Yup, Emily :) you got it right. Thanks for the comment! I love long ones. I hate how girls always go to the hot guy who doesn't take time to get to know a girl. I prefer the sensitive ones who are sweet and caring! :)

on Sep. 14 2010 at 7:36 am
amlee1212 BRONZE, Spotsylvania, Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
"I'll love you forever or find something better..."

^^^ EMILY. (the girl.)

on Sep. 14 2010 at 7:34 am
amlee1212 BRONZE, Spotsylvania, Virginia
3 articles 0 photos 19 comments

Favorite Quote:
"I'll love you forever or find something better..."

This story is really goood. I love it, the hot guy trying to be all suave and ask out another girl to make someone jealous. It happens all the time; especially in high school. Then you have the quiet one, the mystery. Most girls choose the hot one, well, because he is hot. Point-blank. No one gets to know people, that's how they end up with the wrong people. Anyways(: I loved your story. Great job with the emotions and feelings of the girl (did she have a name?) and Zach. I love it. Keep Writing!

leila12 BRONZE said...
on Sep. 5 2010 at 7:03 pm
leila12 BRONZE, Lexington, Nebraska
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Favorite Quote:
"Take too many pictures, laugh a lot, love like you've never been hurt, because every 60 seconds you spend being upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back."

thats so cute!!! but its so messed up of the other kid. what a jerk!!!

on Jul. 27 2010 at 2:26 pm
readergirl95 BRONZE, Hopedale, Illinois
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Such a cute story. :) i loved it

JessieB SILVER said...
on Jun. 30 2010 at 10:46 am
JessieB SILVER, Elkton, Maryland
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Favorite Quote:
an eye for an eye, and the whole world goes blind~Ghandi

this was a cute story. I liked it(:


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