• Ohmygod. Jane was sitting next to me. I blinked a few times to make sure this wasn't a dream, but she was still there. I stared at her with curious eyes.
    "Are you okay?" She asked. Her voice made me jump.
    "Oh yeah. I'm Sam." I quickly offered my hand to her. She took it firmly.
    "Weren't you that guy in the hall? The one that said that I was in their dream?" She asked with a grin.
    "Yes." I said, blushing.
    "I need to talk to you after class. It's important." She said seriously. Why would she need to talk to me? And what would we talk about? The bell gave a loud ring and the art teacher got up from her desk. I looked up and aimed my attention to her.
    "Hello class. I am Mrs. Black, you new art teacher." She smiled and scanned everyone faces. " Well today we are going to do art. I would like you all to paint me your favorite animal." She looked as everyone whispered to their seat mate. "Get to work. Everything you need is on your easel." She went back to her desk. I started painting a black cat. I slowly slid the paintbrush on the white paper. I felt happy. After painting the head, I started the eyes. I dipped my paintbrush into the white and painted a circle for an eye. And before you new it, I was done. I waited patiently for everybody else to finish. I looked over at Jane's easel. It was a perfectly painted black sparrow. I examined all of the details she put into the feathers. Unfortunatley, the bell gave a ring and everyone stampeeded to the door. I went out of the door, and there stood Jane.
    "You saw me in your dream?" She asked scaredly.
    "Yes." I said sadly, remembering all of the events in my dream.
    "I have also seen you. You are my dreamer."I was totally weirded out on what she said. What does she mean by dreamer?
    "Huh?" I asked.
    "I'll meet you at your house after school."