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Beast Master 7

The fields where full of marshmallows.

Weird. It's the first time i dreamt about these.

I was sitting on the grassy ground when i saw a big marshmallow man hugging me.

It looked happy to see me.

"Happy to see me, huh?" I hugged it back.

"S-soft." I commented.

Then a sudden quake strikes.

They all panicked. The marshmallow i was hugging hurriedly ran away and they were disappearing one by one.

"Marshmallow man!!!!!" I reached out to him, but i was too late.

BAM!

"Ughhh... It hurts." I groaned as i rubbed my head.

I opened my eyes and blinked continuously to improve my blurry vision. I was wearing the same clothes as yesterday.

"Good morning, Sunshine." A shadow of a man was looking down on me from my bed.

"Who're you?" I said slightly intimidated.

"Marshmallow Man." He chuckled.

Lord, help me.

Is he my killer? Is this the end?

"Get up and have a bath." He ordered.

I have to fight. I stood up fast and grabbed his arm and twisted it as hard as i could.

"That really does stings. Just go get ready." He demanded.

"Now's not the time for playing, Bree." He added.

I leaned in closer.

It was just Trevor. I breathe a sign of relief.

"What? You want to be kissed again?" He smirked.

"I'm going." I said heading towards my bathroom.

"Wear this, okay?" He said as he put a paper bag on top of my bed.

Strawberry scent filled the air as i shampooed my hair and scrubbed my body with soap.

I wrapped a towel around my body after i rinsed my body.

I got out of my bathroom.

Trevor was not there, just a white paper bag on top of my black strawberry printed bed.

What is this? i closed the door of my room and opened the bag revealing its contents.

I found a black leather jacket, a white t-shirt printed with a skull in its center and a pair of new black jeans.

"And i'm supposed to wear these. How lovely." I smiled sarcasticly.

I applied my my strawberry lotion, lipgloss and perfume.

I got dressed and stood in front of my mirror.

It fits perfectly.

I wonder how they knew my sizes.

Suspiciou--

"Are you done checking yourself out?" A voice interrupted.

"I was not." I defended as i opened the door and saw Trevor wearing a plain black tee and jeans.

"You look sexy." He smirked scanning me head-to-toe.

"Pervert. Why do i have to wear this anyway?" I seeked for answers.