Once Upon A Time ✓

03 | help; sleep

^ above is Only You by Cheat Codes and Little Mix

this song fits this story so much lmao, it also has the title of the story in its lyrics.

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ANOTHER DAY IN dreamland, another day of pitiful memories, I thought glumly as I dug around in the cramped little personal space given to all high school students - my locker, duh.

All around me I was engulfed by the constant chatter and laughter of my fellow schoolmates, some even waving to me as they strutted past me with their group of friends.

My eyes flickered over the crowd as I looked for my friend of my dreams - Tina.

"Hey Lee!" Ah, there she was.

Tina emerged from the mob with a huge grin stretched on her cherry red lips, her right hand flailing as she waved ecstaticly while the other clutched her books tightly to her chest.

"Oh my gosh, guess what?" she squealed as she skipped over to me.

Amusement tugged at the corners of my lips. This girl that I was proud to call my friend - at least in my dreams - never failed to cheer me up. "What is it that got you so high? Did you inhale drugs?"

She sent me a stink eye, sticking her tongue out. "No, you idiot! Gabriel Anderson tutored me for Math yesterday! Oh em gee he was so freaking hot, tugging his hair and spinning his pen while trying to solve a problem!" Tina gushed, a dreamy look in her cyan eyes. "He even talked to me this morning!"

"About?"

Her eyes twinkled at me, her lips curling up in a teasing manner. "He was asking for your number," she whispered to add to the dramatic effects.

My heart thudded against my chest and a hot blush stained my pale cheeks as I recalled our encounter in reality earlier at Starbucks.

"Are you okay?"

Glancing up at the guy, my heart stuttered and butterflies fluttered their wings angrily in my stomach.

Oh my gosh, it was Gabriel Anderson.

"Hey, hey, Kaylee!" I blinked and felt my face heat up when I realised that he was staring down at me with his swoon-worthy smile.

Wait, how did he know my name?

Then I realised, I was still in his arms. A hot blush stained my cheeks as I squeaked, placing my hands on his chest and pushing myself away.

"Um, I gotta go," I uttered in a rush before dashing out of the shop, clutching my purse tightly between my armpit.

It was only when I had settled down in my car with my chest heaving like I had ran a mile, had I remembered about my forgotten caramel frappé.

Calm down Kaylee, I told myself, he won't remember you. Nobody here is reality, so maybe he just wants to ask you something about dream school. He doesn't know about what happened in reality.

Swallowing harshly, my voice shook as I asked, "Did he tell you why he needed my number?"

My friend shrugged. "Nope," she said, popping the p. Then her eyes shone as another one of her funny theory invaded her mind. "Oh my gosh, do you think he's gonna ask you out?"