No really, I'm okay. I'm also a great liar.

i can't fall asleep (because reality is finally better than my dreams)

Despite the fact that it's 7:34 P.M. and no one drinks coffee at 7:34 P.M., the coffee shop Annabelle leads me to is filled with the lively hum of conversation.

I feel a bit self-conscious about being overdressed, but Annabelle squeezes my hand and gives me a look that tells me not to worry.

She gets us this table that's tucked away in the corner and I smile gratefully and then she offers to order for me and I beam gratefully.

"You are an angel," I tell her. I hate ordering at places. Except Insomnia. The thought of cookies has always overwhelmed the anxiety.

I don't bother getting decaf. I won't be able to sleep tonight anyway.

Annabelle comes back a couple minutes later, then sits right next to me and hands me a steaming mug of milky coffee.

We drink our coffee. She leans her head on my shoulder. Her hair tickles my neck. It's really soft.

"I love your dress," she breathes.

"I love your sweater," I say back.

We stay like that for a while, just breathing each other in.

I watch the sun tinge the clouds pink and orange and yellow as it hits the horizon. I pull her closer against me.

"You're very warm," she mutters into my shoulder, snuggling into my side.

"Thank you?" She laughs.

And as I look out the window more, I appreciate how far it is from my dorm. It was a long ride, but it didn't seem so because Annabelle was with me. I don't see anything I recognize. I have no classes on this side of campus.

I guess that just shows how much can go on in even a small place.

When we've both finished our coffees and exhausted the conversation about carrot cake and whether it could be considered healthy (I don't care what Annabelle says; carrot cake is healthy), she takes my hand and leads me back out to her truck.

She presses a button and then slides a CD out of its sleeve. She skips a couple songs, then a song I've never heard comes blaring out.

Watching the world take on a new form

All that I knew then fades to oblivion

She opens the sunroof, but doesn't start driving.

"It's kinda late," she notes. "And your dorm is like a lot away."

"Well spoken, Annabelle," I say. She looks at me, rolls her eyes, and flashes a grin and my heart beats a bit faster.

"We could go to my apartment, it's much closer. And I have pajamas that'd fit you. They might be a bit big, but you're a real trooper and you'd survive."

"Yeah, sure," I agree, nodding my head.

This is full blown love

With the moonlight and the wind and Annabelle's soft hand encasing mine, I feel the music reverberating through the right side of my brain.

Being around her feels like there's weight constantly being lifted from my shoulders, and it's exhilarating.

We drive into the night

Away from the life bringing us down

After what was probably half an hour but what felt like about two minutes, she finally stops in front of a cute apartment complex.

She hops out quickly, then walks around to my side and opens my door.

"M'lady," she giggles, offering her hand to me in assistance.