My Dream?

                                    

                                          
"Taylor? What are you doing?" I ask her. "I came here to see you. I am sorry what I said to you. Also I am sorry about your family." She said quickly. What? Something is up?
                          
"Aw, I love it when girls make up. Now, why don't you all play in Ivey's room." My grandma said. Oh no, no, no, no. "Grandma, I am, um, busy. So is she." I lied. 
                          
"No your not." "No I'm not." They said at the same time. I admitted defeat. She came up to my room. As soon as we walked in she shut the door. 
                          
"Listen brat. I only came here to warn you. Stay away from him. I don't care about what I said, you deserved it." She was almost out of sight. "Also, I don't care about your family." She walked away. 
                          
THAT BRAT. KYLE WOULD NEVER LOVE HER. THEY ARE POLAR OPPOSITES. I crawled up under they covers and cried myself to sleep. 
                          
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I woke up at six o'clock. I was sweating like mad. It was all a dream. My parents are not in jail. Too bad Taylor still said those things about Kyle and me. 
                          
I walked in the kitchen to make breakfast when I saw my mom watching TV. "Mom!" I run and hug her, "good morning." "Good morning sweetie."
                          
I make breakfast and run to school. Good thing Kyle always gets there early. I walk to my locker and see Kyle siting on a bench. "Hey Ivey. What brings the beautiful out this early?"
                          
I giggle. He always says things like that. "I wanted to talk to you about a dream I had."
                          
I told him everything. "I had a very similar dream, but she wouldn't let me leave. Then she started holding my hand, dragging me, and made me do everything with her."
                          
"Then she takes me in front of you and kisses me." He gags. I mimic him. "Just the thought of kissing her makes me want to kiss someone." He winks at me. 
                          
He holds my hand, then we kiss. 
                          
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Sorry this chapter was short. Normally this is not allowed with me, but I've been busy. I wanted to get this out. 
                          
Question Of The Chapter: How mad are you at me for making this a dream?
                          
I think your pretty mad.