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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 • edited.
❝ Bad luck turns into a fun bonding? ❞
THE NIGHT BEFORE Amani's 3-hour Latin exam that he was sure he would take a nap through, he found himself in a plane of fog. It drifted by wind he could not feel, but his T-shirt and sweatpants still rustled. The fog soon revealed a shadow of someone around his height. It continued to drift until it revealed a grassy plane and in the middle stood a tree with a familiar girl. The sky was clear and the grass was green with small dandelions sprinkled. He walked towards it until he stood face-to-face with her."Welcome to the dream field." Amani frowned, it was his deskmate again Eloise, in his dreams. "Why are you here in my dreams?" She only looked at him strangely. "Why can't I be?" Amani rolled his eyes. "Why'd you go and lie to the whole damn school now everyone thinks I fought you and won." Eloise looked puzzled until realization dawned on her face.
"It was probably the mist-wait why didn't I win?! I could totally beat you in a fight," Eloise spluttered. "What kind of bullshit--me! Who's been training for four years is the one who lost to a kid--"
"What's this mist?" Amani questioned, he vaguely remembers one of the voices from when he eavesdropped mentioning it.The question seemed to stop Eloise's distracted muttering ,"It's this veil that prevents regular mortals from seeing what they shouldn't." Amani frowned, regular mortals?
"Who even are you?" She smiled, "I'm Eloise." Amani rolled his eyes, "that's not what I meant." She only shrugged innocently. Her black hair waved in the wind. Amani only stared at her with furrowed eyebrows and Eloise sighed. "I suppose we're long due for an introduction. I'm Eloise. Please don't see me as a girl or boy." She reached her hand out expecting a handshake, and Amani shook it. "Amani. Uh please see me as a boy...?" He had replied, but the ending came off more as an unsure question. The two sides fell into a silence until Eloise began to laugh and Amani shared a slight smile.
"As I said this is the dream field or your realm of consciousness, I think." They muttered the last part. "Um okay...Why am I here then-no why are you in my consciousness?" Eloise sighed grumbling about how annoying ignorant people were and Amani felt offended. It's not my fault geez, he thought leaning against the tree.
He watched as she put a finger under her chin as if she were thinking. "It's my task I suppose. Well if anything, how should I say this...ah! Okay so basically, you're like half god." She explained with a grin while Amani felt if he was having really really really weird dreams. "Yeah okay..." He had drawled out staring at Eloise with a strange expression as if to say, you're fucking with me.
Eloise brought her hands up looking exasperated, "stop looking at me like that! I swear what I say is true, how else do you think that teacher turned into a monster and even found you?! You're scent obviously well you and that other kid, but still! Now suddenly the whole school doesn't know she ever existed-" she kept rambling and Amani felt the need that if this was a dream, he should be able to wake up.
"Hey! what did you do?!" He had tuned back in when he watched Eloise's figure begin to shimmer and just before her figure was gone he could see the shape of a wing on her ear. The fog soon rolled in and Amani's vision faded into black.
When Amani awoke it he was glad. That Eloise is so annoying, he thought with a frown. Unfortunately his positive feelings changed as he remembered it was time for exams after exams for the whole day. Much like he thought he would do, he slept through them all, not caring one bit of his booklet filled with nothing. During his Latin exam he decided to at least try. He didn't go very far on that as by question 5 he felt his head hurt from language. So he went and closed his eyes.

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