Hexia Isabelle Emerson's POV

Places that is full of balloons and roses. There are some people celebrating an occasion but I don't know what it is exactly.

Some people are holding confetti and they keep on popping it to the girl and boy who's walking to the center.

Some people are holding a bottle of champagne and they all open the lid after some moment of shaking it and liquid that looks like bubbles came out from the bottle.

They are cheering with all their hearts to the girl and boy who looks like lovers. They are like their friends who supports both of them in their relationship.

Their happiness got ruined when they heard a loud noise and fire started to cover the place.

They all shouted because of fear and run towards the exit but someone got trapped inside—

"HEXIA ISABELLE!" I heard someone shouted outside of my room.

Damn it! My dream is not yet finished! Why the hell does he need to shout?

I messed my hair that is already messed up in frustration. I haven't seen the whole scenario yet.

Ugh!

"HEXIA ISABELLE EMERSON! WAKE UP!" he shouted again.

"I'M AWAKE! STOP SHOUTING! YOU'RE BREAKING MY EARDRUMS!" I shouted back but my voice sounds so irritated because I really am!

He shouldn't have woken me up! I will wake up on my own. Ugh! Dang it!

I got up from my bed and open one of the drawers of my bed side table. I took out my pen and sticky notes before writing something.

I wrote what I saw on my dreams. Some important details only not the whole scene that I saw. It will take me forever if I will write it down.

"3-15-22. Party of students in Hazino Building. Fire started after a loud noise. Someone got trapped—UNKNOWN."

I put back my pen and sticky notes on my drawer before I closed it and walked towards the glass door of my room to veranda.

I put the sticky note where I wrote my dreams there together with the other sticky notes where I also wrote my dreams from the past.

I look at it for a moment before I decided to go to my bathroom and wash my face and my mouth.

You are probably wondering why I'm writing down my dreams. The reason is simple but it might be hard for you to believe it.

My dreams are coming true. Sounds crazy, right? But that's the truth. I don't want to believe about it at first too but after what happened to my mom and my sister back then, I started to believe that it's really true.

I can predict the future by dreaming about it. I don't know the exact time and date on when my dream will happen but I can tell that that day is that day after I saw some clues that I saw in my dream.

One of the example of it is rain. Another one is the clothes that people are wearing. I can also know it by the place.

I don't have dreams every night. I only have dreams three to five times a week. And I'm writing them down for me to remember them.

"It's already late, Belle. What time did you sleep last night and you can't get out of your bed today?" my dad asked while putting plate and utensils in front of the chair I will sit on.

"I just had a dream, that's why." I replied before sitting down the chair.

I feel both of their eyes on me. My dad's and my younger brother's.

I know that they understand me now. I mostly have a long time sleep when I'm dreaming.

I get a rice and an egg and put it on my plate. I also saw a bread and a peanut butter beside it.

I took the peanut butter and a bread and spread the peanut butter on the bread. I take another bread and placed it on top.

I put it on the side of my plate where space are.

"What dream did you get?" my dad asked me before they continue eating.

They really watched me put foods on my plate before they continue their feast.

I started eating too. I first take a spoonful of rice and put a piece of egg next before answering what he asked.

"Some random dreams." I replied.

"Have you seen the whole scenario?" he asked again and I can feel his gaze on me.

"No." I said sarcastically before looking at my younger brother. "Thanks to Isaac."

He just raised one of his eyebrows on me while chewing the food on his mouth. I just rolled my eyes on him.

I don't know who should I save if ever that day comes. I don't know who got trapped inside together with the huge fire.

There are lots of people there. It's not happening yet but I'm getting stressed already.

"Why is it so?" dad asked.

"He bothered my sleep by shouting so loud outside of my room." I replied before glaring at my brother who's looking at me innocently.

"Dad told me to wake you up." he defended himself and put the last spoonful of rice and hotdog on his mouth.

"You should have let me sleep if I didn't woke up after you knock on my door. That's a sign that I'm having a dream." I said in irritation.

"You didn't told me about that last time. You should have told me about it sooner." he replied.

"Oh, yeah. I forgot that you're dumb." I said in a sarcastic tone of voice and his forehead creased in an instant.

"What did you just said?!" he asked furiously at me.

"Do you really want me to repeat it. It will hurt you twice if I do." I said before taking a sip in my coffee without taking my eyes off him.

He's still looking at me angrily as if he's ready to attack me in any minute right now that's why I'm not pulling my eyes off his direction.

He moves so fast like a ninja and if I just blink, he can already kill me. That's how fast he moved so I can't really take my eyes off him nor blink my eyes even though I can feel that it's getting dry.

We had our staring contest and we both really doesn't want to lose to any one.

"Stop that contest. Aren't you tired of seeing each other every day and both of you need to stare at each other for a while?" dad said stopping us on starting a fight.

We both look at him with our forehead creased because of what he said like what the heck?

"Are you getting tired of seeing our face everyday?" my brother asked and there's a hint of sadness and disappointment on his voice.

My dad laugh like a mad man after seeing our reaction and hearing Isaac's complain because of what he said.

He even leaned his back on the chair he was sitting on and hold his belly while laughing.

My eyes met my brother's eyes and we both shook our heads. He's acting up again. He's going crazy again.

Gosh! I don't know that every morning that we ate our breakfast would be like this. I thought he will stop when my mom and sister was gone because they are the only ones who can get what he's trying to say and do but no.

I'm wrong — no, WE'RE wrong. Because Isaac expected that too but look at him right now.

Still laughing because of his silliness.

To be continued..