Chapter 3

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These chapters will switch P.O.V.s like crazy so I warn you.


Brandon's P.O.V.

Throughout the entire weekend, I stared at my phone. I thought about calling Joseph, but I was too nervous. So I waited for him to call me. What if he didn't want to talk to me? What if he was off with his friends? 

Instead of calling him, I decided to go online to the doc we shared together, just to see if he was online. 

He wasn't, so I left the document. Throughout the entire day Saturday, I waited for him to call.


Joseph's P.O.V.

I stared at the phone on the table across from me, waiting for it to ring. I hoped he would call me. I thought about calling him, but what if he didn't want to talk to me? I waited the entire day Saturday to see if he would call, and my phone never made a noise.

On Sunday, I knew now that he wasn't going to call. I knew I had to step up, so I dialed his number.


Brandon's P.O.V.

At about 10:00 in the morning, I got a call from a number I didn't recognize. 

"Hello!" A voice rang on the other end.

"Hi..?" The voice sounded familiar, but I couldn't pinpoint the exact place I heard it before.

"It's Joseph, sorry I left my phone at school accidentally and then...." I didn't hear the rest of his words because in my head I was screaming. Joseph Beckett actually called me. I was freaking out.

"So how does that sound to you?"

I was caught off guard by his question. "Wait, what?"

"Do you wanna work on the story right now? Or, are you busy?"

"Uh- Now is fine, wanna go on the document?" 

"Sure, lets put our phones on speaker, so we can type while talking."

I said Ok, and opened my computer to the document.

"What should be the next plot line? We sort of finished the last one, wait! We could make a sequel!"

"Well.." I started, "We only have about seven chapters on the first one, let's do something more in that one, maybe we could have someone die?"

"Good idea. Let's start with a warm up first." 

"SEMPAI SAID I HAD A GOOD IDEA OMG OMG"  Was about the only thing going through my head at the moment.

Our warm up consists of going on a new document, and each taking a turn typing a sentence to add onto the story we start. 

This was our story once we were done with warm-ups:

There once was a knight. He fancied a dragon. One day, to get the dragon's attention, the knight went up to the castle the dragon was guarding to try to save the girl. The knight succeeded and took the girl down to set her on the ground. The girl, who was a princess thanked him again and again and said that they should get married. But fancying the dragon, the knight declined and went on a hunt for the dragon. He found the dragon reading, which was the knight's favorite thing to do. The knight approached the dragon and started to ask him questions about himself. The dragon was pleased that someone had been paying attention to him and told the knight he liked him. The knight confessed the same thing to the dragon and got out a box from his pocket. An extra large sized ring sat in the box, and he slid the ring on the dragon's pinkie, being the only finger it fit on. The dragon and the Knight lived happily ever after. The end.

Both of us started to laugh after we finished the story, and almost got me to tears. 

We started to write our main story after that, and the big plot was going to be that the main character had found out that through his dreams he could interact with the people above ground, like his family, but of course it wouldn't affect anything in real life. It was a confusing plot, but we decided to go with that. 

When we got finished writing, it was late in the afternoon and decided to call it a day. We bid goodnight and ended the call.

I dreamt that night of me being the main character in the story we wrote.

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