Prologue
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Miles recalls the parts he can remember to the people who ask but really don't care. He knows they don't care, and that's why he can tell them the truth. Well, as close to the truth as he ever got. "He'd never been much of a talker. When we first met he'd been living by a 'speak only when spoken to' precept. Up to that night, I'd always thought he'd implemented it into his life because it's what he'd found easiest. That's what he'd told me. He would reserve his words, much preferred it to wasting them unnecessarily on people who didn't care to listen in places where they'd fall directly from his mouth to the ground. He'd waited until there was a good enough reason for his thoughts to be voiced. I guess I was the reason he found." - Annabel
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"Oh," he said, as my back hit the wooden wall. Damn it, of course. With nowhere to go, his arms locked me in between him and the wall. He stared down at me as he said, "So you're trying to piss me off?" His lips were surprisingly close to mine. No guy would ever be this close to me in real life, let alone me being able to handle it; I would've been so timid and afraid. But this was the dream world. I could speak and be as brave as I wanted to. "Yeah, I am," I said. "What are you gonna do about it?" He paused as his eyes looked between the two of mine. Then, he smirked and swiftly closed the gap between our lips. ~~ In a small town in New York, Hazel is your average quiet type. In a school full of clichés, she falls perfectly under the category of "nerd" and has her own little nerdy group of people she loves to hang around. They respect the fact that she's non-verbal. The thing that plagues her is her ability to go through anybody's and everybody's dreams which has a nasty side effect--she lost her ability to speak in the real world. This is not something she can control, nor something that's necessarily dangerous. It just happens. One second she's in darkness, the next second she happens to be in someone's dream. But, when she stumbles into a dream of a guy she never knew existed in her grade of 500 students, albeit his popular status, both her worlds get flipped upside down.

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