the one with the school camp

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im gonna start with this one, cuz the whole dream is fabulous in itslef.

the furthest i remember : i was in a bus with my whole class. we were going in some sort of school camp, and guess who were the counsellors:









the one and only



fabulous 


one directions.


and so we were riding in a town and took a break near a small coffee shop. we all got out of the bus, when suddenly, this big vroom vroom machine starts up and ride away. 

the boys band ran to try to catch up the vehicle and i guess we had to stay at the shop, while waiting for them, cause all of my classmate did this, except my dumb ass bitch who saw the boys running and decided to follow them.

i must have run a couple of decameter and we arrived in front of red lights were the bus stopped for a second.

i looked around, the band has suddenly vanished. i checked again, no one.  

i decided not to stay idle and to go somewhere where i could possibly find my classmate. after less than thirty second, ive found myself standing in front of a hairdressing salon. someone has just passed the doors.


dark hair, as dark as a raven's feather. 

deep blue eyes, as blue as the atlantic ocean.

tan skin, but had freckles on his face.

he was wearing a dark blue suit, with a red tie.

pleated pants.

he had a such charisma.




it was joe biden who freshly dyed his hair.

then i heard my phone alarm. it was time to get up, and go to school.

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