I woke up, it was bright but not colorful like my dream.  I looked at the clock.  It was 10:24.  I got out of bed and went downstairs hoping that my dream was real.
I’m Cassie Cook.  I live in Dallas, Texas.  I am an average girl with an average life.  I am not popular and I don’t have many friends.  Most people call me a loner.  They look at me with a, ew-what-is-she-doing-here look.  I don’t talk a lot in school mostly because I have no one to talk to.  I don’t talk much at home either.  My family doesn’t have a lot of money so we live in a small white house, on the corner of a random street in practically the middle of nowhere.  My clothes aren’t that great either.  I wear the normal clothes any normal kid would wear.  Nothing I have clothes wise is cute or in style.
It was Friday morning.  I shut off my alarm, scuffed my feet to the light switch, and yawned so loud I think the neighbors could hear.  After I got ready I went to school.  My day went by fast.  The bell had just rung and kids were running out the door.  Once I got outside I turned around to see the guy I like Eli, who most of the time doesn’t even notice I’m alive.  His brown hair swaying in the wind like a palm tree, blue eyes sparkle in the sun.  Eli, standing tall, calmly making his way down the sidewalk.  Racing, pounding, thumping, there are so many words to describe how fast my heart was beating.  But then he walked right by me while my hands were sweating, my heart was bursting out of my chest and my face was as red as a tomato.  When I got home I was tired, tired of school, and tired of me, tired because I wanted to go to bed.  I skipped dinner and marched right up to my room and slept.  As I slept I had a dream but not like Martin Luther King Jr. but a bigger, better, life changing dream.  I woke up (in my dream) and I looked around my room and it was big and purple just the way I dreamed it to be.  I stood up out of my bed and looked in the mirror and I was pretty.  Then I looked in my closet.  It had the cutest clothes I had ever seen in my entire life!  I jumped down the stairs and my mom was making the best smelling breakfast.  I scarfed it down and left for school.  At school I had popular friends!  And at lunch I sat at the popular table.  Then when school was almost over Eli asked me out.  It was the best dream ever.  But then I woke up for real.  I looked at the clock.  It was 10:24.  Frowning tiredly I walked down the stairs.  Later that afternoon Eli came over.  The whole time he was at my house my heart was pounding loud in my ears.  And by the time he left I had a new boyfriend.
The next day at school was great!  I had popular friends and I ate lunch at the popular table.  But the best part about about the day was I got to spend the whole day with Eli.  The next day I woke up and I knew my dream was real because I was walking to school with my popular friends and my brand new boyfriend.