What was high school other than an annoyance and a burden? Other than a flurry of rushed classes, college apps, standardized tests? Other than sleep deprivation and stress? Other than 'love' in relationships that really meant nothing to the other person?
I guess that's what I thought high school was whenever I was still stuck there. One too many required credits, one too many homework assignments, one too many all-nighters, one too many heartbreaks.
During my junior year, however, sleepless nights were gladly welcomed, all-nighters frequented, because sleep meant dreams. And dreams meant *him.*
Once he appeared the first time, he never went away. Those blue eyes, those blond curls, they were always there, he was always in my dreams. I couldn't get rid of him.
I wanted to, at first. Get rid of him, I mean. But eventually he began to grow on me. He was the sweetest ever, he was super affectionate, he was amazingly considerate. He was gorgeous. He was hilarious. He seemed perfect.
And I wasn't quite sure if he was real or not.
I wanted to believe he was, because he was the best thing that had ever happened to me. We built a type of trust I'd never had with anyone before. So when he promised he was real, I believed him.
That was my mistake.
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maya speaks :
rlyrlyrly short chapter, but we've gotta tee up this storyline!!
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