*Jasmine*

It was already our first night at the cottage. I couldn't believe that I was going to sleep in the same bed as Chris, but then again, I knew that nothing was possible. He had a girlfriend, which was making everything impossible for me and Chris to get together one day. I wanted him so bad, not on a sexual level, but I wished so much that he would come and see me and tell me how much he loves me. I sighed and laid on the bed, waiting for Chris to come. He arrived ten minutes later wearing only his boxers.
"Still not sleeping?" He asked me.
"I can't quite…I don't feel like sleeping!" I answered.
"Wanna talk…I really don't mind!" He offered smiling.
"That would be fun!" I smiled back. We talked for hours about anything and everything. I just loved to spend time talking with Chris alone. We didn't need to do a lot to enjoy ourselves. I just hoped that one day that we were going to add kissing and hugging soon in our activities, but until he's still with his girlfriend, I had to forget it. She wasn't the greatest girl in the world, but Chris loved her and I can't blame him, she might not be really nice, especially to me and my sister since Chris hangs a lot with us, but she's really beautiful. He's a guy, so his hormones often choose for him. I wish they could choose me sometime. I decided to stop thinking about that. It was only hurting me even more thinking of possibilities to be with him and knowing that it would never happen. I sighed and looked at Chris. He looked back and smiled. I smiled back and said: "I think I'll sleep now!"
"Okay…Good night, Jas!" He replied.
"Good night, Chris!" I added. I had difficulties trying fall asleep, but after a while of fighting against it, I finally fell asleep.

*Chris*

Jasmine had fallen asleep and I stared at her for a moment. She was so beautiful. I didn't know why I started to go out with Leslie when I could have Jasmine. Maybe the thought that she didn't like me back was scaring me a lot. I kept on staring at her and fell asleep at my turn dreaming of how it would be to have her in my arms, to feel her lips on mine, to know that she's my girl and no else's. I wanted her and I just hoped that when I was going to have enough guts to tell her how I felt, that she was going to tell me that she wants me to.

*Mark*

I was already in bed, waiting for Julie to come. I was wondering what pyjamas she was going to wear, her winnie the pooh one or her mickey mouse one. She loved these characters a lot. I saw the bathroom's door opening and I couldn't take my eyes off her. She didn't wore any of what I said, instead, she had boxers along with a tight white tank top. She went to put her clothes she had on today and walked toward the bed. She slid herself in and looked at me.
"Are you okay?" She asked me.
"Uhm…Yea…I am!" I stammered.
"Are you sure…You know…I can help ya with that!" She replied smiling weirdly. I wasn't understanding a thing until her lips touched mine gently at first and then a little more passionate. I held her closer for a deeper kiss needing to feel her body next to mine. Still…She wouldn't have ever done such a thing.

*Julie*

I was hearing Mark moaning. I was wondering what he was dreaming about. I opened my eyes and woke him up. He seemed all lost.
"My God…What were you dreaming about?" I asked him.
"Uhm…You don't want to know!" He answered.
"Next time that you have a dream that you're having sex…Try to make less of noise!" I replied lying back in bed.
"I wasn't even dreaming that I was having sex!" He defended himself.
"Then what was your dream?" I asked again.
"I can't tell you…You wouldn't understand!" He said as he turned his back to me.
"Fine!" I said turning, too.

*Mark*

I felt bad not to tell her, but what would she have thought if I would tell her that I was dreaming that I was kissing her. It seemed so real and I could really feel her lips on mine like it was happening. Damn it…I hated it when I didn't know what to do!

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