"Goodnight, Layla," says my mother, and she quietly shuts the door. I hear her muffled footsteps as she walks away. As I try to get into a comfortable position, I notice something.
My iPad screen keeps lighting up.
"I turned on the alarm... shouldn't the notifications be turned off?" I mutter as I clumsily shuffle over to my desk, where the iPad sits.
The notifications are all from iMessage. The address the messages are from catches my eye... and sparks a memory.
Tim.
Tim... that 13 year old that my brain worked into one of my dreams.
Must be why he was so dreamy.
I don't know of any other "Tims".
This can't be that Tim... It must be some sort of misidentification. I open the iMessage app, and scroll to the chat with this so-called Tim.
As I tap the text bar, my imagination runs wild. Has the Tim from my dream found a way to contact me? I think I'm going crazy. What I get for watching Anime.
Layla: Hi, I think you've got the wrong number.
Tim: No, I think I'm right. Layla "The Yellow Hoodie Girl", am I correct?
No, I'm not going crazy. I'm going insane.
"The Yellow Hoodie Girl" is a nickname the Tim from my dream called me by.
Layla: o////o how'd you know?
Tim: Couldn't stop thinking about that vibrant yellow. And that party dress...
Crap. Definitely insane.
This guy remembers everything.
I remember everything.
Layla: Either I'm insane, or dreaming, or you're stalking me.
Tim: StRaNgEr DaNgEr ! ! !
Layla:
Y U SAY DAT
DAT FREAK ME OUT
Tim: lol and can I get ur pic? Or a Gacha life or drawing? Wanna save it to mah photos
Layla: why?
Tim: uhm............. 0/////0
Layla: first... POP QUIZ
Tim: lol ok
Layla: wuts mah fav color?
Tim: yellow/teal
Layla: ok now I'm convinced
Here
Tim: well gtg bai
Layla: oki bai
So, what just happened?
No one knows any of that but myself.
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"Yellow Hoodie Girl"
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Dreamworld
Adventure"Let me help you!" he cries. "No. This is real life, Tim, not Dreamworld." "Layla..." "What do you want?" I groan. "The portal's closing!" "I... love you." He's a Dreamer. I'm a human. This can't become a reality!