Chapter 12

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I wake up and stretch my arms out. I hear a few cracks from my joints and groan. "Ugh I'm like 300." I say. "Reagan. Get the hell up. And you're walking to the bus stop today you have to stop being lazy." Wait a second.... Bus stop..? And that voice... David? (A/N: out of privacy and respect, I made up a name) It can't be.. It isnt. Could it it be.....? A.. Dream? I look down at my body. I'm young. I'm still 14. It was a dream. "Are you fucking coming? Do I have to drag you out of that bed?" I tense up. "No sir." I respond, and get out of my bed quickly. I walk out to the kitchen and grab a bowl. I feel him standing next to me, facing me as I open the silverware drawer. He's leaning over me like he can't see me otherwise. Oh, how I wish it wasn't a dream. I begin to walk to the fridge to get the milk, and I feel him against my back. He stomps quickly, forcing me to move faster. Then I open the fridge and grab the milk. I feel him walk away angrily. I pretend to be busy in the fridge to avoid eye contact. Once I hear the basement door open and shut, I feel my muscles relax.

Later

At the bus stop, its negative 7 in the middle of Connecticut winter. I can't feel my hands or ears and I couldn't grab a coat on the way out the door because David pushed me down the front porch stairs before I could think  twice. As I stand there- shivering, and desperately covering my face with my bare hands, as the snow comes down sideways- I hear a car. I look over and its my moms car. She parks in the driveway next to me. I sit on the passenger side and close the door. "Hey, sweety. Oh, wow its cold, huh?" I just nod as I continue to shake involuntarily.

Later

All through the day I've been thinking about that odd dream. It was.. I don't quite know. Its almost exactly what I've wanted my whole life. Well, all that I can remember of it. But I kept thinking to myself, "I have to tell Jamie."
As lunch time arrives, we all assemble with our teachers down to the lunch room. I sit next to my best friend and wait for her to get her food. Once she does I begin telling her. "Oh, I had this dream." I say. She smiles and says, "Oh cool. What happened?" I pause for a moment to look back. "Well, I remember my mom got mad at me for something. So I ran away to London. And I brought you with me. And we stayed in a flat. It burned down. Then one direction saved us. And then we found out Louis is my brother-" "Whoa." She says. "Yeah, I know right. It was crazy." "I can see him being your brother though. You guys are similar." I smile. "Continue." She says, taking a bite of her burger. I nod. "And Harry is your cousin." She smiles and nods excitedly. "Well, one day you kissed Louis. And I got mad. So I threw an avocado at you." Jamie bursts out into laughter. "Wh- a- you-" I can't help but laugh too. I didnt realize how funny that was until now. "I don't know! I threw the first thing I saw!" She catches her breath. "Oh wow. That's funny. And then what?" I smile because this is my favorite part. "And then I talked to Louis. And I told him I just didn't want him to forget about me. And he said, 'I could never love anyone more than my sister.'" "AWWWE OH MY GOD" Jamie yells. "THATS SO CUTE! But still... An avocado????? That's so random." I nod at my best friend in the world, seeing the joy in her eyes to hear my crazy dream. Then, the only thing I can think of to say is,

"I don't even like avocados."

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