Scenery changed. We were back in my house, my mom and dad were there. How had things changed this quickly?
"OLIVIA! WAKE UP!" I jumped.
"What do you want?" I said as I rubbed my eyes, still startled.
"You must have had a bad dream." My mom said, looking down at my pillow, seeing the tear stains on my pillow.
"Where's Matthew?"
"Who's that?" Mom questioned, confused.
I began to cry. It was all just a dream. Part of me was happy about it, but part of me wished it was mostly true because, what I wouldn't do for a guy like him.
I get up, get dressed, and carry on the way things were the day before, but this time, with a new story in my mind.
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Elevator Talks
Teen FictionGirl meets boy. Typical love story, right? You expect them to live happily ever after, but that could not be more false in this case. Read on to see more.
