FAMOUS

CHAPTER 7

 I was in the white room again. This time there was no chair, just Logan standing there about 15 feet away. His pretty brown eyes burning through mine. He just stood there all frozen like a statue. I walk over to him but with every step I take his frozen body takes one step back. I stop and jog over to him, luckily he doesn't run when I jog. He just stands there, frozen again. I move my hand in front of his face and his eyes follow my hand. ''Damn, this is creepy.'' I say to myself. I move my hands in front of his face again but this time his eyes don't follow my hand. I pace back and forth in the white room. ''Change is coming.'' I hear a voice say. My head snaps in Logan's direction. 

''Change is coming.'' he says again. 

''Change is coming, what do you mean by-'' 

''-Change is coming.'' he cuts me off. 

''I heard you but-'' 

''Change is coming.'' he repeats. 

 He says it over and over, like a broken record on repeat. I place both my hands on my ears but his voice gets louder every second. I shut my eyes and drop to my knees. His volume gets louder and my eardrums feel like they could explode any minute. My ears feel like they might start bleeding. 

''Change is coming.'' he says for the billionth time. 

''Please just stop.'' I beg, tears welling up in my eyes. 

''Change is coming.'' he lowers his voice. 

I open my eyes to look at him but my vision is blurry. I wipe away my tears but it doesn't get any clearer. 

''Change is coming.'' his voice starts to fade away. 

''Wait, what does it mean?!'' I yell and my eyes flutter open. Sarah's face comes into view. ''Zi, wake up, you're going to be late for rehearsals!'' Sarah, was practically yelling at me. She was probably doing it for a while now by the look on her face. I wipe away the beads of sweat on my forehead as she tilts her head to the left a little, looking at me with concern. ''Were you having a bad dream?'' she asks. I shake my head no and she sighs. ''You gotta get ready, we need to be in the studio in about an hour.'' With that she gets up and leaves closing the door behind her.

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''Sorry,'' ''Sorry'', ''Ouch, so sorry.'' I keep on saying as I bump into people. ''Okay cut the music.'' Cody says walking over to me. I lower my head in shame as he places a hand on my shoulder. ''Is everything alright Zi?'' he asks. No, i'm not, I think i'm going crazy. ''Yeah, i'm just a little out of it today, could everybody take five I just need a minute.'' He nods and I walk over to a corner and take a seat. ''You okay Zi?.'' I look up and see Sarah looking at me. ''Just not feeling too well at the moment.''I say taking a bottle of water out of my bag. ''You wanna go home?'' she asks. ''Nah, I just need to rehydrate.'' I reply taking a large gulp of water. This boy is gonna drive me crazy. I sigh and get back, signaling for Cody to turn the music back on.

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I cant seem to get his words out of my head. I go down the stairs, taking them two at a time. I step on a board and it snaps in half. ''Fuck'' I mutter under my breath trying to pull my foot out. ''Just fucking great.'' I pull and pull and finally my foot comes out. ''Real Spanish mahogany my ass.'' I yell and skip over the crack, taking very gentle steps till i'm off the staircase. I should probably call somebody to fix it later but I put it off till later. I walk over to the fridge and grab some ice cream. I go trough Netflix and settle on Pitch Perfect. I drop the bucket of ice cream on the coffee table and it collapses instantly. I sit on the couch. The legs break off and it drops to the floor. Too scared of anything dropping on me I gently get up off the couch and walk into the kitchen on high alert like a ninja. I grab my phone off the kitchen counter and it collapses too. Shocker. I twist the door knob slowly but it comes right off. I jam it back it but it doesn't work. Just my luck. I lean on the door a little and it falls down with a loud thud. I regain my balance and carefully walk across it. I walk over to my car in the driveway and unlock it.  I take out my phone and call Sarah. The chimney crumbles and I sigh. I guess Santa isn't visiting me in December.