Be Careful What You Wish For.

                                    

                                          
Still Grace's P.O.V.
                          
My dream, it...it was beautiful, I wanted it to last forever...
                          
I was walking through a field, with bright flowers, daisies, buttercups, daffodils, the hot California sun beating down on me, a slight, warm breeze blowing through my jet black hair, butterflies flying clumsily through the long, tall grass, sparrows singing their sweet song. 
                          
And then...I hear someone clearing their throat behind me, I turned around and saw him, standing their like a god, his black curls twisting and twirling in the breeze, the gleam of his chocolate eyes in the sunlight, I look harder, his big, playful smile spread across his angelic face. 
                          
He beckons me forward, I walk towards him, his perfect beauty increasing as the gap between us closes, he holds out a big masculine hand to me, I take it and intertwine my fingers into his, he pulls me into his toned, muscular dancers body, with his free hand he gently lifts my chin up to meet his dark almond shaped eyes, he leans in, his curls tickling my cheeks, he leans closer, blocking out the sunlight, and then...
                          
Darkness, he'd gone. 
                          
I woke up shouting "NO!" then remembered where I was, on the plane. The snobbish people were staring at me, they obviously heard my shout of distress, I gave them all a deathglare and looked out the window again, the low hum of the plane engine complimented the fully risen sun outside, the ocean below had disappeared and we were now flying over rocky land, I looked at the time again, I'd been sleeping for a further 2 hours, the time was 8:51am, we'd been flying for 6 hours, we had 5 and a half hours left until we landed, the time was slipping away quicker than I thought! 
Then the air hostesses came round with the food trolley with our meals.