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“Don’t. I’m not crying over that football turd again. He…he needs to just leave me alone.” “Come on.” Lyle pulled slightly on my arm, but I jerked away. “No, I’m going to look for a dick for my face. You two go home.” The room continued spinning, but I didn’t care. I saw my dancing partner and made my way to him. “Wanna dance?” I asked. This was the new me. Rebecca Cavanaugh, the winner. “I got a better idea. Let’s get out of here.” “I wanna dance first,” I pouted.

It has been five days and I have had the same dream, about the woman in white, asking me to stop Harper from 'making the mistake of his life by marking another female'. I felt like I was watching a video play, again and again. It was Thursday today and the dream had plagued all my waking thoughts, the image of the white woman practically begging me to stop Harper.

But… I cannot] [U can’t or u won’t?] [I cannot] [Why not?] A pause from Ecto, and then he typed: [Because I am not real] [You are. You’re real. You gotta be. You said I should save the last dance for u] Kate was crying now. She hadn’t realized it till a tear had slipped from her eye and plinked on the screen of her phone. [That was just a dream, Katey…] [U HAVE 2 be real]

Tessa took his hand and pulled him down the hall. As he entered the room, he looked at Jennah and Dom and couldn’t help think that this scene started because of a dream. A note from Jacqueline Paige: I hope you enjoyed reading Dreams as much as I enjoyed writing it! My website is jacquelinepaige (dot) com; I love feedback.

The sight of her dancing so freely made my chest ache with joy. She twirled and twirled, then stumbled into my arms, laughing breathlessly. I held her tight, enjoying the moment. “I love you, Mommy,” she whispered. Tears prickled at the corners of my eyes. I kissed her head. “I love you too, my love. Always.” "Darling," I began, "how about we learn a new song today? It's called 'A Million Dreams' from *The Greatest Showman*. It's about thinking big and believing in a bright future."

Mum loved them hanging in my room anyway and wanted them to influence a better future career for me; she wanted me to become a lawyer, or something more meaningful. I noticed mum still held on to my hand, so I told her I was good enough, and pretended as if I wanted some more sleep. That had to occur since mum needed some rest herself for working two shifts just to put bread on the table. It was a whole lot of work. I wanted to assist her by becoming a professional dancer and putting an end to the Sparks’ poverty issues. But I guess mum never liked the idea of me being a professional dancer but had always wanted me to be a big time degree holder, law, accounting, whatever, just go to school

My eyes nearly popped out of my head as I blinked furiously, trying to convince myself this was some kind of bizarre dream. Ivan Carlos—my ultimate celebrity crush. Anyone who knew me would say we were like twins from different mothers. Ivan was born on the same day as me; I knew this because I’d always been online, digging into his history. "How did this happen?" I muttered, but the answer was staring right back at me from my phone screen. A video of me dancing with a man in a club, my friends jeering nearby as they filled their cups with liquor. The way he grabbed my hips like he owned me made my stomach twist, and the fact that I was playing along only made it worse.

I can say that once upon I dreamt of an alpha because I falls in love with Alpha Duncan in my dream but I ended up marrying Duncan from reality. END

Love. But shit, I was pregnant. Suddenly, I felt as though my world was crumbling apart. I had hopes and dreams that were pinned on being part of the Global Travelling Dance Academy of Performing Arts. I had figured that I wouldn’t get another lead role in the fall production, but I had figured that I would still have some sort of role. A big one. I had figured that maybe I’d get another chance to lead when it came time for the winter production. I was already dreaming about beautiful snow-white costumes and silver glitter.

He had to get the rest of her, they were seventeen now and he couldn’t wait for them to turn eighteen if he could actually do the things he wanted to her. The things they dreamed about. He had studied things purposely to please his mate, along with his brother of course. Ife sat in history class distracted by her thoughts until the subject spoke of Alpha Princess Fallon from the past. This was the same person the school was named after. The more she learnt of her the weirder her dreams became, almost like she was living out her life. The most cruel one was of the little girl snatching her heart out of her chest. On the last day, everything made sense!