Revenge: A Dish Best Served Cold

Chapter 21: Wake Up!

Chapter 21: Wake Up!

Evie's POV.😖😦😒

"Logan, Logan!". I screech at the top of my lungs in fear, water forming in my eyes. I was on a roller coaster that was heading straight down under the water. I was trapped. Nowhere to go, nowhere to hide. Why was Logan doing this to me?!? Does he hate me? Want to kill me? I could tell that this wasn't going to end well, especially since he was the villain in this dream. I had to face the facts that I was going to die with so much a mystery; my date to prom, my AP scores, my college I will be attending, the job I will take on, my first house, the day I get my first love. Just so many things would be left unanswered and never touched. But as the front of the train hits the water I lose my thoughts a long with my breath. I close my eyes knowing what comes next. I sit there anticipating for the train to bring on my death but.....it doesn't.

The train jolts to a stop and I look around and open my eyes to see Mac standing there trying to unbuckle my seat belt at the brim of the water. Once he unbuckled it I collapsed into the water; the freezing, cold, icy, soaking, water.

I open my eyes to the realization that it was a dream to see Mac standing over me with an empty water glass along with Halley, Melissa, and Kaleigh standing beside him staring at me.

And that was the first time I ever dreamed about Mac. A nightmare yes, but never a dream.

"What are you doing here?" I scuffed glaring at Mac, "and why did you get me wet?"

"Well first of all I make all the girls wet. And we have a project to work on, I told you if you weren't up I'd wake you up myself," he sighs nodding his head and looking down at the ground, "And they needed me to wake you up."

"Gosh it's Saturday. We don't need to work on our project!" I exclaim.

"Just come with me," he states irritatedly.

"Why should I do that?"

"Because how would you like it if Mr. George went missing?" He said sweetly.

"You wouldn't," I state glaring at him. 

He remembered Mr. George. Then again he got Mr. George, the teddy bear, for me at a carnival we went to when we were little.

"Who knows what will happen if you don't come with me. I have to get an A on this project or mom will flip." His mom has always been this uptight person who's hard on him.

"Fine," I say getting out of my bed scuffing that is now semi wet. My plaid pajama shorts and long tee were a bit soaked but knowing Mac would get mad and wasn't very patient I just followed him out my room grabbing my crutches while he grabbed his.

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A/N:

Sorry that it's a short chapter. The next chapter will be longer.

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