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When I get home and lay down on my bed, I immediately take my phone out and start typing a message to Sea.

daylightful | 9:06 pm
hey, are you up?

seaofhearts | 9:49 pm
yes.

I find her message a bit weird, because she never leaves me hanging for that long and her message is unusually short.

daylightful | 9:52 pm
guess what happened?!

seaofhearts | 10:01 pm
what?

I ignore her attitude, and start writing my next text.

daylightful | 10:04 pm
i went on a date with a girl!

seaofhearts | 10:23 pm
good for you

daylightful | 10:25 pm
what's wrong?

seaofhearts | 10:34 pm
nothing. i'm happy for you.

daylightful | 10:36 pm
it doesn't seem like it :(

seaofhearts | 10:41 pm
i have to go. talk to you later.

daylightful | 10:43 pm
goodnight!

When I send her that message, I know that she won't see it until morning. I go through my head, and try to think of what it could be that I did. Except, I come up with nothing.

In my mind, there's nothing logical that I could have done to have made her angry. All I did was go on a date with Zara.

"What if it's Zara? She might not want me to talk about the date to 'other people,' and to her tumblr identity she is considered to be 'other people.'"

Though Zara has always been the kind to flaunt her flings, it could be different this time since I seem to be more than that to her. Doubt begins to grow inside of me but I choose to ignore it.

I finally relax, and try to fall asleep. That night, I dream about Zara.

*A/N: The dream is in italics*

"You're beautiful," Zara tells me.

I'm sitting uneasy as I look around to find that I'm back at the diner.

"Thanks," I say.

She begins to say something more, but I turn to look at the sparkling girl behind her who suddenly appears. She's ethereal, in a red dress that accentuates her figure, and a dazzling smile on her face.

She walks toward me and winks, asking, "wouldn't you rather be with me?"

I slowly nod my head, like I'm in a trance. I'm caught up by her bright blue eyes that seem to be calling me. There's something heavenly about her, but I can't decide what it is about her that's giving off that vibe.

Zara yells out my name in the distance but by then, the girl and I are already long gone from the diner. We're then transferred to another world, and it's a wonderland full of magic and joy.

I ask her where we are, but she simply giggles in response.

We continue walking and at one point, I look down to realize that we've been holding hands the entire time. I hadn't notice because her hands just seem to fit perfectly in mine.

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