I awoke to the sound of birds chirping and the smelled my mom making breakfast. She had, funny enough, made the same thing she made in my dream, bacon, eggs, grits, and toast. That was one of the craziest, scariest, yet realistic dream I'd ever had. Things seemed to be way too familiar as I went through the day, but I didn't pay much attention because Jake wanted to redesign me today. After that he insisted I go to this awesome party tonight. As I drove to Tony's house I thought about what happened in my dream last night. I decided to listen to the advice from self-conscience had given me and chose not to drink.
I walked in the party thinking I looked so damn fly. I approached my unsuspecting victim and made my move. Instead this time, unlike the dream, Valentina got to finish her sentence, "yeah in your dreams, you perv.". I guess she was right about that one. Then came the mouth breather of the century and knocked me right in the jaw. I ignored all the déjà vu I was having due to the throbbing pain in my face. I remembered the warning and didn't drink I just ran out the door to my car. On the way out Camila grabbed my arm, but I snatched away and got in my car. I was driving down the snowy road and all of a sudden there was a bright flash of light, I was blinded. All I heard was tearing sliding across the snow and I just saw nothing but white.
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The Next Day
Novela JuvenilHarry Wes is your average 16 year old nerdy kid. He's bullied by most people and has a nonexistent love life. He plans to work on this, but it doing so he starts a loop. He lives the same day over and over again until he can get it right. Will he ev...
