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I must have been dreaming about Ethan because Kylie and Grayson made fun of me all morning.

"Eeethhaannn" Grayson said in his girliest voice.
"Awe Ethan, you're such a hunk" Kylie stated.

I don't remember saying any of that. It bothered me so much that they wouldn't let any of that go, though. I was asleep and I can't control what I say when I'm sleeping.

"Oh Ethan, why don't you hold me while I cry again" Kens said walking into living room. Great. Now she started. She always knew how to get under my skin. 

I excused myself from the living room and headed up to my room to get ready for the day. Breakfast was not going to happen today. Not in the mood. I had practice with my trainer, Julie, anyway so I can just take my frustrations out on practice. 

After ten minutes of looking for my clothes, I finally get changed into practice clothes, pack my duffle bag with extra clothes just in case, grab my keys and head downstairs.I reached the living room and went to the kitchen to grab my practice water bottle and filled it up with the purpose to head out as soon as I could.

 As I was walking out of the kitchen, I noticed everyone staring, "What are y'all looking at?"

"Ethan's new girlfriend" Grayson teased

 "Will you guys stop with those stupid comments, please? I was sleeping and I'm sorry that I can't help what I say when I'm asleep. Just drop it. All of it." I was frustrated to the point where all I wanted to do was cry. They obviously don't understand that I just lost my best friend and their stupid remarks are not helping either. 

At this point my anger is starting to get out of control. I noticed that I slammed the door when I walked out of the house. Basically stomping my feet to my truck I got in it and just sat there in silence for a bit. The silence got a little too silent so I pulled out my phone and plugged it in for some music. I haven't pulled out of the driveway yet because I wanted to get settled before I started to drive. 

As I was waiting for my music to load, I could see a figure out of the corner of my eye; Kyle, "What was that about?" 

"What are you talking about?" Feeling fed up.

"The whole 'drop it' thing that you said" 

"I just can't take it anymore. I literally have a battle going on in my head right now, and those stupid remarks are not helping. I mean I was sleeping for god's sake, I can't control what I say and/or dream about. It just gets really annoying."

"I'm sorry. I should have told everyone to stop."

"It's fine. I gotta go. I'm gonna be late for practice."   

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