Ring ring. “Hello?” what time was it and who was calling? “Hey,” someone answered it sounded like a boy. He better be cute if he’s interfering with my sleep, and my phone battery.
“Who is this and why are you calling me at 1 am?” I asked sleepily rolling over in my bed.
“It's… someone you don't know you're dreaming,” “If it was a dream you'd be trying to convince me I wasn't,” I said laughing in a way.
“Maybe your dreams are getting smarter,” he said.
“Maybe,” I muttered “so are you supposed to be the boy of my dreams,” I said, you could hear the smile in my voice. He laughed.
“Yeah,”
“So what's your name dream boy?” I said. "Even dream characters have names." I rolled over.
“Jonathan,” he said, “I already know your name.”
“Oh you do, do you, then what is it dream boy?” I said that would now be his nickname.
“Jessica,” he said. I wasn't as creeped out as should have been. Dude whoever this kid was, was freaking adorable at the moment, at least personality wise.
“So dream boy you just called me at 1 am to tell me I'm dreaming?” I asked.
“Sorta,” he said, “you should look for me in your math class.”
“Oh so you are real I'm not having 1 am delusions,” I said I was hanging off the bed now, not really sure why. “your name was Jonathan dream boy?” I said dreamily, mostly because I was half asleep.
“Yeah,” he said silence. I smiled I loved my life it wasn’t perfect but I loved it. That was random brain. “How's your boyfriend?” he asked interrupting my thoughts.
“Boyfriend?” I said quizzically. “I don't have a boyfriend?”
“What about that boy, that your friends with?” He said. "That was well worded."
“Nathan?”
“Yeah.”
“He's just a friend,” I said.
“Are you sure?”
“Positive,” I said burrowing into my blankets. He muttered something like poor guy. I didn’t really care to listen.
"So dream boy how'd you acquire my number?"
"Last year you signed everyone yearbooks with ‘here's my number, don't call me, hags’ and if they didn't have yearbook you signed their arm,"
"Oh yeah," I laughed "I didn't even know like 70% of the people whose yearbook I signed or well, signed them."
“Well we got a math test tomorrow get some sleep, goodnight,” he hung up. That was odd, note to self look for what was it? Jonathan, yeah Jonathan look for... I fell asleep phone in hand.
Beep beep beep, I crawled out of bed, where was my phone? So I didn't dream it. Ug Jonathan better be super good looking and madly in love with me if he's going to- I fell off the bed, my phone was on the ground next to me. Keep draining my phone battery.
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