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I laid on my bed, on top of my royal blue covers and black pillows propped up behind me as Kirstie sat near the edge of the bed, Kevin sat on the ground, leaning against the closet door as he was deep in thought as he read.

Avi and Scott were playing War with playing cards on the ground and I just stared up at the ceiling.

"What about him?" Kirstie asked as she showed me a picture of an okay looking guy in her phone. I shrugged.
"You could do better." I answered. She nodded. "Swiping left..." She mumbled.

I looked around my simple room, the walls were a light pastel purple, not matching the covers at all but I liked it that way. My dresser and side table were a dark brown which blended well with the covers of my bed.
On my bedside table sat my phone which was plugged into the charger, the cord running down to the outlet, a lamp which was currently off, and an empty can of Tap.

I looked and found shapes on the popcorn wall, so far seeing something that sorta resembled a lizard and I hummed a made up tune.

After a few minutes of me humming, Scott and Avi trash-talking eachother when one of them lost, and the page turning of Kevin's book I grew bored and left out.
I turn my head and stared at Scott, the amused smile on his face making me sigh happily, although I wanted him to acknowledge me.

"Scott." I said, he turned to face me, a small smile on his face.

"Mhm?" He answered as Avi impatiently tapped on his knee; waiting to get back to the game.

"Give me attention." I whined. Avi rolled his eyes. "We're in the middle of a game. Can't you wait for your attention seeking device?" Avi said, Kirstie out her rose gold phone down after turning it off.

"I'll play!" She offered excitedly. Avi nodded and she jumped up and took Scotts place.

Scott chuckled as he laid down on the bed on his stomach, resting his chin on his hand with his arm propped up.

"Did you hear Alex Kirk is dating a girl?" Scott as he grabbed my hand and played with my fingers.

"Really? Who?" I asked. "Her name is Piper I think." Scott answered.

I nodded once. "No!" Kevin shouted as he slammed the book closed.

Avi chuckled. "What happened, Kurvy?" Avi asked. Kevin rolled his eyes.

"They died! Henry and Elizabeth died! Jordan left them in the room and they died." Kevin said angrily. I heard Scott chuckle breathily as he continued examining my left hand.

"Your hand is so small." Scott commented. I scoffed with a slight smile. "Thanks?" I replied.

"Can I draw on it?" Scott asked a few seconds later. He always drew on my or Kirstie's hand. We never really knew why, it was just a weird thing about him. I nodded as I grabbed a sharpie from my open backpack which was next to my bed.

I relaxed and closed my eyes as I felt the marker making lines and designs on my hand. I smiled as he began humming contently.

I felt everything get quieter, I frowned as I knew what this meant. I opened my eyes, everything was slightly blurry but my friends remained doing their tasks

I used my hand he was drawing on to grab his and pull him into a hug. He hugged back instantly.

"Love you." I mumbled. Before I drifted off into a sleep I heard him reply.
"I love you too."

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I woke up.

My skin was it with cold air and I felt nauseous. I was laying in my bed under my gray covers, one of my white pillows on the ground, only one of them under my head. I had a giant wardrobe, the sliding door it had also a mirror, and white walls. I had all my clothes in the giant wardrobe, minus a few winter clothes that I didn't need out yet, I had two bedside tables on either side, one of them with a lamp on it and a few empty rappers of Jolly Ranchers.

On the other one had a box of tissues which was almost empty since I had a cold the previous week, Chapstick, and eye drops, both of the side tables were black as well as the wardrobe.

I had a piano on the other side of the room, some pages of sheet music on the ground, must've blown off because of the fan, which was currently on, no wonder my room was so freezing.

And then I had a scratching post for my cat, Daya. It was pretty used up, that cat had some serious anger issues.

I sighed as I took the blankets off my body and slowly sat up. I gabbed my phone which was on my bed since I feel asleep watching Drag Race, thankfully it was still at a high percentage.

Eventually I got up and before getting dressed, went out of my room and down the hall. My house was one story and pretty small. It had a larger room, which was my moms, a bathroom in her room and then a bathroom in the hallway.
The the small living, the eating room which connected to the kitchen, then that's it.
I went to the kitchen first and saw a note on the counter.

Had an early call this morning, I'll be home at around twelve. Don't stay up too late.
Love you, xoxo, mom.

I sighed before ripping the note in half and then into small pieces.
I picked all of the pieces of paper up and threw them away.

I was pissed off that she'd be gone all day today, although I don't know why I was still surprised everytime I woke up to a note saying she was gone and will be back when I'm asleep.

It was just me and my mom. My dad left and took my sister with him when I was eleven, I don't talk to my dad but I'm close with my sister, Alison.

The entire house was dead quiet, minus my soft breathing. I hated it.

I would invite my friends over...if I had any. My only contacts on my phone were Alison, mom, and the occasional text from my phone telling me weird things and numbers I don't take the time to read.

Without any real reason my eyes started watering, and quickly I began crying. I sat down on the dark brown comfortable couch in the living room and just cried.
Actually, I did have a reason.

I was alone. I barely get to talk with my mom, well, I do, but I can't remember the last time we hung out and spent a day together. Alison has many friends so she's always busy, but she tries her best to make time for me.

And then there's me. Sitting on my couch crying. I prayed to go back to sleep. I prayed I'd go back. Back to Kirstie, Avi, Kevin and Scott. And my mom. The mom and dad who loved me and sister who was annoyingly clingy.

The place where I didn't have to worry about being alone.

My dream world. My dream Scott. My dream family. Dream friends.

My dream life.
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