Love and Hate

Chapter Eighteen - Weird Dreams

Janet had managed to calm me down a bit but I was still pretty pissed. How could a guy get on my nerves so much? Bridget walked up to me as we came in the doors.

“Why would you throw a drink over Nathan?” she demanded crossing her arms.

Maida and Ginerva stood behind her.

“Why would you make out with someone in public toilets?” I replied nastily.

She blushed and dropped her hands. That had evaporated her confidence. I saw someone move into the crowd a bit more and guessed it was James. Coward.

“Wait, wait, she did what?! In the toilets.” Janet asked confused.

“Why don’t we ask… Bridget.” I replied just as nastily.

She turned even redder. Then she kind of half ran and half walked away with Maida and Ginerva behind her.

“Okay that was mean but ever so funny!” Ingrid admitted.

We all laughed and this made me feel better. Then he came up. my smile turned into an angry frown and I tried to walk away but he grabbed my arm.

“I’m so-“ he tried to apologize but he was shoved away by… Steve. I sighed as she crashed into him sending him falling to the ground. She glared down at him. I laughed as her stare turned creepy. Nathan looked terrified. He scuttled away into the crowd.

It was quarter past midnight and everyone had left except Tessa, Alice, Janet, Leah and I. we were lugging equipment into cars and packing it away. My feet hurt from being in heels for so long so I had taken them off and were walking barefoot. The stuff was finally packed and stored. I hugged Janet, Alice and Tessa before waving goodbye to Leah and jumping in my dad’s car.

“Hey, how was it?” he asked as I buckled up.

“Exhausting.” I replied bluntly.

He smiled and drove out the car park.

We got home at 10 to 1 and I leaped up the stairs. Too tired to say hi to mum. I jumped onto my bed and sighed loudly. I looked at various things and my gaze landed on my bookshelf. I sat bolt upright. Something was wrong.

“TOM!” I yelled.

I heard a thump as he fell out of bed.

“WHAT!” he yelled back.

I grinned and leaped of the bed and ran to his room.

“Where. Is. Divergent.” I demanded.

He glanced at his bedside table but thought he could hide it. Thought.

“That doesn’t belong to you.” I reminded pointing at the book.

“Oh Gwen can’t I just read it?!”

“No!”

“Why!”

“Because I said so!” I yelled and snatched the book off the table.

I plucked his bookmark out and dropped in on the floor. Then I stormed out the room. The real reason was I didn’t want him to know I’d torn it by throwing it across the room because I was angry at a certain part. I was so evil. I giggled to myself and out the book back. I slipped into my pj’s and wriggled into bed.  I fell asleep quickly.

It was in an English lesson when it happened. He was standing at the front of the class reading something out. I was nearly asleep with boredom, he was so boring. I drew squiggles on a piece of paper and listened to him droning on. Then there was a gurgling sound and I looked up. A knife was sticking out of his chest and blood was seeping out the wound. It was a kind of beautiful kill. Very… poetic. Because he was reading about someone’s chest or something. The stabber withdrew the knife and he dropped to the ground. Everyone looked horrified, but I laughed. I laughed so loudly I felt like my chest was going to explode. Then I saw who had stabbed him. That wasn’t possible. I stopped laughing and made a run for the door. The person who stabbed him was Sebastian. But Sebastian was from a book how could he be real? I ran out the English block as Sebastian threw himself out the window. Then Jace was standing there.

“Move out my way, peasant.” He yelled at me.

I ran behind him and stopped to watch what was going to happen. The fought for what seemed like forever. Then Gandalf appeared in a ball of light. What the hell was going on?! He slammed his staff on the ground and we were in a swimming pool. My school uniform got drenched and I saw Sebastian and Jace doing… synchronized swimming?! In a secluded area. Then I saw Captain America running toward the pool. He cannon balled into it and water splashed my face.

Then I was in the sea. I was wearing a wet suit and a snorkel. I put my head under the water and saw the weirdest thing ever! There was Sherlock and the Doctor looking at coral and a baby Angel was playing with a baby Satin.

I woke up then.

“Jesus Christ!” I muttered sitting up. my dreams just kept getting weirder and weirder.

I tried to get back to sleep after that but couldn’t manage it. The dream lingered in my head and I couldn’t shake it. So I ended up going on Wattpad. I had another comment on my story.

Oh my gosh. This is really good. Have you ever thought of being an author when you grew up?

I replied immediately, even though it was like 3 in the morning.

The thought did cross my mind but I’ve always wanted to be an actress so I’m going to follow that path but I will write on Wattpad.

I didn’t expect them to reply but they did! This message was to me directly so only I could see it and no one else.

You probably don’t believe me but I’m the author of Harry Potter 

You’re J.K Rowling?! No way!

Yes. I’m J.K Rowling. But you can call me Jo.

You’re right I don’t really believe you.

A face time request popped up then. I answered I expecting it to be Janet. She did this sometimes. But it wasn’t Janet. I gasped and put my hands over my mouth. It really was her! And was that? No way! John Green sat next to her.

“Hi.” He greeted cheerfully.

“Oh my JESUS!” I blurted out. “I’m so sorry! I just, I didn’t. Oh gosh.”

“It’s alright we kinda expected this.” He replied.

“You’re John Green.” I pointed out.

He patted his face.

“Yep, yeah I am.” He agreed.

“Now do you believe me?” J.K, I mean Jo asked.

I nodded and mumbled, “Yes! Yes I do.”

They looked at each other and John Green nodded.

“We would like to talk to you about your story.”