Of Dreams And Dreamers

He had the most stunning sapphire eyes I've ever laid on, a smile with adorable dimples and deep baritone voice that you wish you were born only to hear his voice. He was sculpted with the skilled legs that could flip the skateboard so easily like it's made for him. I was overwhelmed with emotion the time we met it built a warm sensation in the pit of my stomach spreading throughout my body like wildfire. He was made for me.

But I told my friends that to make them believe that I had the most perfect boyfriend and to top that I wasn't that uncool nerd. It's really beyond amazing to feel like somebody actually wanted you, even it's fictional. I was okay with Orion being fictional, making up some fishy adorable relationship stories, feeding up big fat pathetic lies to my friends and the whole school. I once felt alive again, but the time finally come.

I couldn't grasp why would in hell that this Orion guy I made up in my head was actually real and he just moved into the school. The worse part that he's exactly what I was described this whole time except, he didn't love me, he hated me for feeding the school with my lies about him and I dating.