Knock knock.
"Neveah? Honey wake up, Miranda's here." My grandma quietly as she woke me up.
Shoot. I must've fallen asleep. I quickly checked the clock and it was already 7:00. Two hours after I was supposed to meet her at the park. I got up and went downstairs to see Miranda waiting by the front door.
"Hey! Sorry I fell asleep." I said as I checked my phone. I had 12 texts from Miranda wondering where I was, and a few Instagram notifications.
"Haha it's fine. I was getting worried that you died on the way to the park. Wanna just hang out here since it's getting late?" she asked as she invited herself inside.
"Sure. Plus I'm really tired. I don't feel like.. me." I said.
"Probably because you haven't been to school for a few months and you had to wake up early." She replied as we walked to my room.
When we got to my room, I sat down and checked my phone. A few people liked some pics I posted but a couple people wanted to follow me. The first person was a girl that goes to my school, but the second was an account for someone I didn't think I knew. I glanced at a few of their pictures and then I recognized them.
Right when I was going to tell Miranda who it was, my grandma came in with some snacks. Her and Miranda started to talk. I sat there eating some cheez-its, I was suprised. How did they get my Instagram account? Why would they want to follow ME?
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Once Upon a Dream
Roman pour AdolescentsDreams. True dreams are rare to find but Neveah found her dream. She loves to run but with school in the way, things get pretty messed up. Read to find out if she makes it out ok... Or even alive.
