The art that's the cover is NOT my own art. I don't know who drew it, but I will not take credit for it because it's not mine. Hey, I'm finally writing a description because I think it helps with getting people to read my story! Where should I start... Direct quote from the book George's brown eyes were lit gorgeously in the dim room, and I bit my lip to contain myself. I willed myself to face the other way but I couldn't. I lifted my head slightly and gradually leaned in. George and I kept our gazes locked. I closed my eyes as I sealed the gap between us. By the way, I don't want to make anyone uncomfortable. Sorry, I know I'm 'shipping' real people, but know that this entire book is completely fictional. 21119 words (counting the little notes)

4,336 miles. The distance between London and Orlando. George has never been so aware of it until now, helplessly listening to the white noise coming from Dream's mic. Dread pools in his stomach as his fingers stumble over the phone's keyboard, searching for a contact he hasn't thought about in months. It seems to take ages for the call to connect, but eventually George hears the groggy "hello" he's been waiting for. He takes a deep breath. "I think there's something wrong with Dream."