There he sat. Clad in the most impeccable white tailcoat whose tails touched the floor, while he sat grandly at the piano. His tailcoat matched his hair, which was silvery white in colour. And, funnily enough, that white hair of his made you think of white cotton candy. The huge Grand piano in front of him rivalled his white suit and was as impeccably white as its player's clothing. From where you stood watching, you could only see his back. But, for some reason, even his back seemed so handsome. The room he sat in was filled with the morning sunshine coming in through the large window panes that stretched across the white wall. The sunlight hit the huge Chandelier on top of the Grand piano and made the Chandelier glass sparkle like snowflakes do, when sunlight falls on them. The tune he played wasn't familiar, but it pleased your ears and touched your senses...

"How many times do I have to call you! You'll get late!" someone was shaking you vigorously. You slowly came to your senses and unwillingly parted your eyes, only to be blinded by the sunshine coming into your room through the window, and shut your eyes again by reflex. "I don't want to go to school today, Mom." you groaned in your broken morning voice.

"I don't want to hear any excuses, young lady." your Mom was curt and firm "Get ready for school. I want to see you downstairs for breakfast in half an hour." She shut the door behind her and went downstairs.

You let out a loud sigh, crouched up on the bed and lay your forehead on your knees. The image came back to you. "That was the best dream I ever had!" you thought to yourself and smiled. You took in a deep breath and turned your head. Your eyes fell on your bedside table clock. "Okay. Better get ready, then." you told yourself and got out of the bed.

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"Oh no! I forgot my Math homework!" you screamed internally. You were sitting in the cafeteria with your best friend. Your Math period was due in an hour and you had no idea how to complete it so quickly. "I KNEW I should have just stayed at home today"

"What's wrong? forgot your homework again?" your best friend smiled affectionately at your about-to-cry face. She knew how you disliked the Math teacher, especially because she always seemed ready to scold you. "Here" she handed her notebook to you. "I would so be busted if you weren't there!" you couldn't help saying  "I'll give you a treat for this after school. Tell your boyfriend that I'm borrowing you for today." you beamed. "Be