I heard the bell ring, and I stood up from my desk and walked to the cafeteria, getting ready for lunch. I noticed all the kids laughing and playing around as I entered.
Oh great.. this is another crazy dream. I am in their kitchen.
I go up to the fridge and get out a bunch of food and throw it on a plate. I go sit on a stool by the counter and continued to listen to all the 'students' laughing and talking.
I then noticed Niall walk in and grab some food, sitting next to me. I looked at him like he was crazy.
"What?" he asked as he took a bite of the apple.
What?! He isn't a Dreamer. No! He is just a hallucination like all the other students here. Ya, he isn't real, just a fake hallucination.
All of a sudden, I notice Niall cup his hands together around his mouth. "FOOD FIGHT!" he yelled as all of my hallucinations started throwing food around. None of the food hit me, well of course it didnt, they are hallucinations.
Then, out of the corner of my eye, I spot Niall, picking up a hunk of mashed potatoes and throwing them at me. I stood there. I didn't prepare for any impact because he was just a hallucination. Nothing is really there. Nothing will hit me.
And then, it did. Right in the face, I could feel it slide off and I put my hands up to my face to wipe it.
How could I feel it?! that means that is the real Niall. Oh, he is probably just sleepy and playing around with me, not knowing Im having a dream.
Wait! Then how did he know it was 'lunchtime'!?
I brushed off that thought and took a piece of peanut butter I held in hand and chucked it at him. He ducked and it hit the fridge behind him, but also got in his hair.
He turned to the fridge and pulled out a cake. What? A cake?!
He slowly walked towards me with the cake in his hands and held it like he was giving it to me. Before he could do anything, I put my hands underneath cake and smashed it in his face. Oh boy, he was not too happy about that.
About 10 minutes and 20 pieces of wasted food later, I noticed everything start to go black and knew my senses were shutting off. And I knew I would wake up in bed just the way I fell asleep, acting like nothing happened, even though there is a destroyed kitchen and I am covered in food.
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Rachel's POV
I woke up to the sound of a pan in the kitchen falling on the ground. I leaned over looking at the clock and quietly groaning.
4:52 am
I got up and looked around for Niall. He wasn't in the room.
Not bothering to look at my appearance I walked out the door and towards the kitchen. When I got there I gasped.
Last nights memories came flooding back into my mind as I felt nothing but guilt.
How nice of me to be invited to stay with someone and then destroy their kitchen.!
There was food everywhere. On the ground. On the countertops. Even on the ceiling.
I then saw from behind the counter, Niall stand up, accnologing my presence.
Ha! I knew it! He is not a Dreamer! He was spotless, completely clean while he tried to fix up the kitchen.
He smiled and I returned it. I ran next to him and repeated sorry over and over whole I helped clean.
"Stop saying sorry," he said as he kneeled down and picked up food off the ground. I did the same.
"But this is all my fault-" he wouldn't let me finish because he dropped the topick, saying something I never thought he would say.
"That was one crazy food fight last night, wasnt it?"
