My Definition Of Perfect Chapter 4: Next to the insane beating

            My Definition Of Perfect          
Chapter 4:

Next to the insane beating of his heart, the locusts were the loudest thing in the meadow. As my head rested on his strong chest, it made me feel safe. The stars and moon stared down on us and imprisoned us in this meadow, for what seemed like forever. A shooting star penetrated the night's calm being.
"Hey Babe, did you see that? Guess what I wished for?" Austin whispered, as if his words would end our lives. 
"What?" His fingers traced my chin as he pulled me closer to his face. When our lips touched my heart ached with joy. It was literally a dream come true. It was the best experience of my-
"Jessica! Wake up!" My mom screeched as her fist pounded on my door. I looked at my clock and it said 3:04 A. M., so I slid out of bed slowly, upset that my dream had such a rude awakening. As I quickly did my hair, threw on shorts and a hoodie, and slapped on some makeup, I over heard my dad talking to Austin's dad about what roads we were going to take. I rolled my suit case out of my room, while also holding my purse, duffel bag, a book, my cell phone, and IPod. When I got out to the kitchen, i dropped my things and grabbed the first piece of toast that popped out of the toaster. I quickly shoved it into my mouth and spun around. To my suprise,  Austin and his big brown eyes were so close to my face, I almost smacked his face with my toast. The corners of his mouth stretched to a smile as I thought to myself, "This will be the longest week of my life..."
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