I'm trying out this story so I can see if it's good. If it is, I'll update it as soon as possible. This story is kinda based of the book Evermore By Alyson Noel, but it's my twist to it. "Aurora...", the voice called. I'm surrounded my trees as far as the eye can see. A faint light dances around the end of the meadow I'm standing in. I carefully look in all directions, searching for someone to whom the voice can belong to. Once again, the voice calls my name, beckoning toward the light. I step forward towards it, shading my eyes from it's radiant brightness. I step into the light.. I jolt upright in my bed. No meadow, no light. Just my plain room. I sigh heavily, pushing my bangs away from my eyes. Just the same dream again. I glance over at the clock, which tells me it's 7:37am. "I'M LATE!", I huffed, dashing toward my closet. I grab the nearest set of clothes I have. A pair of black yoga pants and a sweatshirt. It will have to do, I thought to myself. I hurl myself into the bathroom, washing my hair as a shower. I quickly throw on my clothes, grabbing my boots and bag as I run through the house, collecting things for school. As I run out the house, I see my mother wide-eyed, coffee in hand. With my hair soaking wet, I throw myself into my car and hope to make it in time. As I pull into the parking lot, I can see other students emerging from cars. Thank god for a late start day. I make a mad dash to my physics class, sitting as soon as the bell rings. I blow a sigh of relief. I notice out of the corner of my eyes, a new guy stands in the front of class. From the girl's excessive chatter and the guy's disgruntled muttering, that he must be good looking. I turn my head to look and my assumption is correct. The boy's eyes were big and blue, covered by slightly curly dark hair. He was tall, but also with a good build. "Mr.Liam, would you like to introduce yourself?", my physics teacher, Mrs.Johns asked. "Yeah. Sure. Why not?", he seemed to mutter. But as soon as I heard his voice, instant recognition hit me. This was no ordinary voice, but a voice so familiar.. Almost too familiar. Then at once, I knew. It was the voice I'd heard so many times. The voice from my dreams.