Is someone screaming my name? Or is it my alarm? What is this?
I sat up quickly taking in my surroundings. I was in my English class. My teacher standing beside me telling me to wake up. The bell had already rang and everyone was out of class. I looked at her confused and she told me I fell asleep during class and handed me a detention. I checked my phone. My last message was to mom saying I wanted to talk to her about a school trip.
So none of that with Daniel ever happened? Damn that was one fucked up dream. I'm actually kind of crushed now but whatever. Shit happens right?
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We Met in Hollywood
FanficThis is a Daniel Sharman fanfic. I don't write much so this could possibly suck major balls. Please let me know if you like it.
