twenty nine

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Serena's POV:

I called the hospital that I went to in my dream, hoping that the doctors were real.

"This is Dr. Claudio. How may I help you?" She yelled in the phone. I remembered Crazy Claudio. Cameron and I made fun of her when we stayed there because of her habits of talking too loud.

"Hi, I was wondering if I could make a therapy appointment." I said.

"Of course. Any doctor you have in mind?" She asked.

"Uh, who do you have on staff?" I asked. I didn't want to ask for Dr. Johnson, just in case she wasn't real.

"We have Dr. Simmons, Dr. Beaudry, and Dr. Johnson." She said, I sighed from relief. She was real.

"Dr Johnson please." I said. I made the appointment in 3 days and then hung up. I tried to think about never knowing Cameron, which really freaked me out. I knew what we had was real, so it confuses me, considering the fact that he doesn't even know my name. I don't know how I would ever meet him again anyway. I met him through killing Nash, his best friend. It hurt me knowing that I didn't have him to turn to for anything, I wanted him so bad. I sound like a fangirl of his, wanting him even though he doesn't know exsist. I decided to take a walk so I could just sort out my thoughts. I checked my phone one last time and went to Nash's twitter.

"New York in a few days for Magcon!" He tweeted yesterday. I couldn't believe my dream was telling me about the future. I mean, how else would I know that Dr. Johnson was a real person, and that Nash was coming to New York when before this, I barely knew of his exsistence. It all freaked me out. I put my phone in my pocket and walked down the sidewalk. I had no intention of going anywhere, I just needed some time. It was crowded, so I felt clustered, and it didn't help me clear my mind. I found myself to be tripping on peoples' feet, causing me to fall over a little bit several times. I then tripped over someone's suitcase, causing me to fall onto someone else, but shockingly, this person caught me.

"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry." I said, looking up at him. He looked familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

"It's okay. Are you alright?" He asked, and I nodded. He had dark brown hair and darker skin, making him incredibly attractive.

"I'm Jack." He said, knocking me out of my thoughts.

"Serena." I said, shaking his hand.

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