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I might not survive that. I yawned noisily and stretched my hand above my head when I was finally ready to get up. I picked my phone from the nightstand and double tapped to hit play to my last played song. It was Romeo's voice that emitted from the speakers. Soft like the clouds, smooth like the surface of a still lake. I smiled and whipped the cover away from my body like a cartoon character ready to take the day by storm. Sometimes fantasy is the way to happiness. Why should I be in this boring reality when I could soar into cloud nine living my dreams?

fantasy for me. She continued, like the idea had just come to her. But we both knew better, this was, in fact, the plan for today. "You know, I have had this fantasy for ages but I have never... never been naked and naughty in a faculty office. This is double the naughty pleasure because it's Daddy's school besides. Shall we move this along? Make my fantasy a reality?"

“Hahaha! I can’t express it to you, maybe to someone else babe…but all I know is that It would feel like I run the world, I have everything I need and want. It would feel like flying without wings…you know babe, everyone’s looking for that something, one thing that makes it all complete, some find it and some don’t, and if they do, they find it in strangest places, places you never thought it would be…they joined together. “ some find it cheering every morning, some find it in the words of others, in the words of others, a simple line that can make you laugh or cry, so impossible as it may, you’ve got to fight for every dream coz who’s to know which one you let go would have made you complet

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

At first glance, my life is a straight line, but it splits into two, one for reality and one for fiction, but it starts to confuse me as the melody of the other is in contrast with the other one. My whole life revolves around music and poetry. Because of the enormous imagination that I have, I am starting to believe that the letters of my name are the new musical notes "R E I G N." But the funny thing is that, they make the worst combination of melody and that explains my life.

He clicked his tongue, appreciating my body. While I started cooking, he leaned in and commented, "Yvonne, am I doing this right?" He reached out and grabbed the handle of the frying pan, his strong hand covering mine. At the same time, his other hand rested lightly on my waist, steadying me. I almost lost my balance, heat spreading across my body as I experienced my fantasy turning into reality. Even my ears felt like they were on fire. Antonio's proximity was overwhelming, and I could feel the intensity of his presence, a mix of boldness and unshakable confidence.

Then I turn my phone off and lean my head against the window. It's all so much to take in, and I don't know how I am meant to make sense of everything that's just happened. My chemistry with Jason is as fiery as it's ever been. But I need to remember that the Weekend Club is meant to be a break from my real life, not a chance to start over with an old one. It's easy to romanticise what would have happened if I'd stayed with Jason, or what might happen if we got back together, because it's not real life. Real life is messy, hard, and imperfect. Fantasy is perfect, but it's just that: fantasy.

I shook my body with rhythm of the music before singing. "I'm mad at Disney, Disney, They tricked me, tricked me. Had me wishing on a shooting star." I jumped up and down on bed, and continued singing like a professional singer. "Now I'm twenty something, I still no nothing. But who I am or what I'm not?" I was totally drowning in the euphoric feeling I had for Dylan but now I'm drowning in agony. "So call me a pessimist, But I don't believe in it. Finding a true loves kiss is bullshit.'

She asks. Shrugging his shoulder, he replies, "Trying my luck." "Hmm.." He runs his finger on the guitar strings. He starts to sing. `Well, I wonder..could it be when I was dreaming 'bout you baby, you were dreaming of me. call me crazy, call me blind to still be suffering is stupid after all of this time did I lose my love to someone better and does he love you like I do, I do you know I really really do... Aurora lifts up her eyebrow a little and tilts her head hearing the last two lyrics.

I couldn't help but let those mixed happy and sad tears stream down my face. "If only my reality could be as enchanting as the dream, where every moment feels like a magical theme. If only it could be a tapestry of wonder and awe, where beauty and joy are what I constantly drew. If only my reality could be a canvas of endless possibilities, where my hearts is free and filled with tranquility." Sad! Damn I want more of this kinda dream! THE END.