The fundamental problem of Dreaming

The Number Five

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Juniper had finally gotten a chance to enter Five's room. The green walls had hung pictures up scattered around. Her favorite one of her and Five above the front of his small, twin bed.
She smiled at it, remembering when it was taken.
She had a similar one in her room, in the same place.

She stood in the middle of the room, Her feet glued to the floor as she looked around. Everything was clean and organized, unlike how she kept her room.
That was the only difference between the two.

Five had always bugged her about how she kept her messy room. But it was how she liked  it. She was the messy-organized type person and she didn't care what anyone else thought.

She knew where everything was so what was the point?

As she feels herself slowly move in the room, she goes to sit on the bed. The springs squeak as her weight is put on it. She flattens out the blue sheet back so it's unwrinkled.

She let out a sigh. Being in this room brought back so many memories of her and Five.

Sneaking out, long, late night talks, stolen kisses, the secrets they shared.

It was getting too much. Juniper wiped the small tear that managed to escape her glossy eyes. With all her siblings back, she was crying a lot more and she hated it.

The girl was tired of being sad and broken about a boy she wasn't even sure was coming back...she should be worrying about other things right now.

Like how lately, since she's gotten back, that she hasn't been sleeping.
Or how when she caved in and did, her usual dream/ nightmare turned into nothing but black and red spots.

She should be focused on getting to the bottom of that, not her long lost love of her life.

Juniper lays back down on the bed. Her head almost hitting the wall as her feet dangle of the edge of the side. She let out a laugh. Her life was so messed up. Not only did she wake up from basically a coma, but she woke up in her teen body.

When the sound of muffled music echoed through the house, she smiled to herself. The familiar melody made the red head kick her feet to the beat.

Not helping her self, she sat up, the course of the song made her hum along as she spun around in the room.
Laughing as she almost falls when she lands in a new spot from spinning. Leaning on the desk, she pulls her eyebrows together at the sudden shaking.

Things start to fall off the desk as it increases. Looking out the window, she sees blue.

Confused, she rushed behind her siblings as they hurry outside to the courtyard where the blue hole in the sky looks a lot bigger than it did through her little window.

"What is it?" Vanya asks, her voice raised so she could be heard over the wind that blew number Zero's hair all over the place.

"Don't get too close!" Allison instructs. The sister holding Juniper's shoulder as they inspect the mysterious thing in the sky.

"Yeah, no shit." Diego said. He stood slightly in front of Juniper. The tiny girl moves past his body to stand more beside him than behind him.