It's really weird with me, when I get good dreams, I always wake up just at the good part.
Anyway, I dreamed about Clayton. I was in this library, looking at the cover of Jane Eyre
when Clayton came up to me, telling me he wanted to tell me something. I walked up to him and wrapped my arms around him. He kissed me on the cheek and my heart began to pound so loudly that I woke up, I even touched my cheek where he had kissed me in my dream. I was in a daze for the rest of the day after that dream.