Third and final book in Dream series
Twelve years after the events at Westin Hills Asylum, Justin and Summer are raising their son, Dylan. They both have jobs and live in L.A. Porter and Nova are also raising their children James and Holly, who are...
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Summer's POV: After I dropped off Light, I headed to my photoshoot. I walked into the building and my assistant, Clarissa bombarded me with questions. "We were afraid the quake had injured you." She said. I shook my head and said "no. I just had some things to do." "Michael is ready for you." She said. I nodded and walked into the room. Michael looked up and said "thank god you're ok." "This morning was hectic. I apologize for being late." I said to him. Michael shook his head and said "it's fine. Um I'm ready whenever you are." I walked over to the set and Clarissa stood next to Michael. I sighed and shook out my hair. Clarissa walked over and fixed a piece of the set. Michael wasn't a normal photographer. He used cameras from years ago. Cameras from the 80s. He preferred them over today's cameras. Michael stood in front of me and the camera went off multiple times. "You're doing amazing." He said to me.
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The photoshoot didn't last long. Once I was finished I walked over to Michael. "I'll have these developed for you soon." He said. I nodded and said "no rush. The both of you will be attending Justin and I's dinner party yes?" Clarissa said "we're both invited?" "Of course." I replied. Michael looked at Clarissa and then looked away. "Yeah when is it again? I'll have to check and see if I'm available." Michael said as he put his camera away. "Next week." I said. Clarissa said "I'll come." "Great. Hopefully I'll see the both of you there." I replied. I walked away from them and got into my car and headed home.
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Dylan looked around at the audience around us. "I can't believe all these people watch dad play basketball." He said. "Do you think that's cool?" I asked. Dylan shook his head and said "how do you guys deal with so many people liking you? And the cameras and stuff? How?" I shrugged and said "I don't know. You get used to it." Light said "I've never been to a basketball game." "They suck." Dylan said. James leaned over and said "he's right." Nova hit him in the back of the head and he said "ow! Hey what'd I do? What'd I do?" "Be nice. That's your uncle." Nova replied. Porter yawned and Holly said "I think basketball games are nice." Porter yawned again and James looked over at his dad. Porter slouched in his seat, James did the same. I watched James imitate his father. Porter stretched his feet out and James copied him. I nudged Nova and she looked at the two of them. Porter smirked and James tried to imitate it and he failed. Nova said "Porter." He looked at his wife while smirking. James continued to try to get the smirk right, but he couldn't do it. Holly looked over at Porter and mastered the smirk. Nova tilted her head at her husband. Who blew her a kiss sarcastically. Holly immediately turned her attention to the game, not doing her father's actions. James turned to Nova and blew her a kiss. Porter busted out laughing and Dylan snickered. Nova looked at Dylan and he said "sorry." Porter sat up and said "sorry babe. But I had too." He leaned over and kissed her cheek. Nova rolled her eyes and James smiled at her. She couldn't stay mad at James. The crowd cheered as Justin made a shot in the hoop. I stood up and cheered for him. He looked over and smirked at me. I blew him a kiss and he smiled really big.
