Having the same dream over and over again is not easy at all. I wake and BAM it hits me and all I can do is think about it. The weird part is I can hear all my thoughts like I'm saying them but I'm the only one that can hear them. Dreams are weird.
To clear my head I walk all over the house. Down the hall, through the living room, into the kitchen, turn back to go down hall, U turn in bath room, then back to room. Even then I can't sleep I just lay there and stare at the clock. I need a new big event to take the place of the dream of my first day here. I fell asleep listening to music.
I was looking for something to eat when dad comes in.
"A friend of mine is having a wedding this weekend and since today is your last day of school I thought it would be nice for you to dress up and come. Plus most people in town are going to be there you could have fun" he said getting his coffee.
"Ok. When is it?" I asked.
"Tomorrow"
Ok great all I have to do is find something nice to wear, do my hair, try to make dad understand I don't wear heels or make up or dresses, and wall I'm at it I might as well become a superhero.
I started to text Travis
Me: Hey What's up
Travis: Trying to find something to wear to this wedding thing I have tomorrow
Me: No way me to
Travis: Mom says I have to look nice
Me: That's what my dad said
Travis: Well at least I have some1 to be bored with
Me: Well I'll see you there
Travis: I hope you know if you show up in a dress I don't know what I'll do
Me: Oh I might wear a dress for fun to see how you react
Travis: Well see ya there Weirdo
Me: See ya there Loser
It was so fun talking to Travis and it was awesome knowing that he was going to the wedding too.
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RandomAfter moving back to Illinois after 2 years things will not be easy for 15 year old Taylor. Best Friends, Backstabbers and Boys.