[ON-HOLD] My DREAM Guy (literally)

Prologue: Dream guys...don't exist in reality!

“Oh. My Prince. I’m glad you feel the same way, too. I love you and yes, I will spend eternity with you.”

And we lived happily ever afte—

“Ms. Paige! Ms. Paige!”

“No. I’m not Ms. Paige. I am Cinderella, your highness…the lady who will soon be the mother of your children.”

“Ms. Paige! Ms. Paige!”

“No. My love. You are not well…a true love’s kiss will make you feel better.”

I held his face with my hands and gently our lips drew closer and closer until—

…he turned into a big fat toad and started yelling at me.

WAIT…W-WHAT??!

“MAAAARY! WILLOW! PAIGE! WAKE. THE. HELL. UUUUUUUUUP!”

WAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

WHAT DOES AN UGLY FAT FROG-LIKE FACE DOING IN MY PALACE?

WHAT HAPPENED TO MY PRINCE???!!! SPIT HIM OUT OF YOUR GIANT MOUTH!!!

I WAS JUST ABOUT TO KISS HIM YOU DEVIL WITH IMPECABLE TIMING!!!

…

Oops.

I opened my eyes.

I was still at the classroom.

Oh. Drat.

And worse…I was standing up and pointing a finger at my least favorite Math teacher—who if you may ask really did look like a toad.

“Welcome back to reality! And who are you calling a frog again, Ms. Paige?”

Judging from the exploding laughter of my classmates, I assumed I may have said the last few lines out loud…AGAIN! One big fat story of my life.

“DE.TEN.TION.! RIGHT NOW!”

And I was kicked out of the classroom like a big sock of rotten potatoes. Just like the usual.

My name is Mary Willow Paige.  My friends call me PILLOW. That pretty much sums up everything you need to know about me. Because as you may have noticed, I like to sleep. LIKE A LOT! And no. I don’t have any sleeping disorder. I am perfectly healthy both physically and mentally. The only thing that was probably not normal about me was my way too wild imagination that I love letting loose on dreamland.

You get me, right? Have you ever experienced dreaming about something or someone that looked so vivid as if they were drawn straight from reality? Have you ever wondered who that gorgeous stranger in your dream might be? Have you ever tried waking up from a really good dream then trying to sleep again doing all sorts of mental manipulation for your brain to bring you back to that exact same dream?

That’s what usually happens to me.

And through the years, you can say that I had perfected the art of dream manipulation. I can dream just about anyone…anytime…anywhere…and anyway I want it.