If you remember this story, no i did not steal it. I just forgot all my info and had to make a new account. Bright side I have a lot of free time now so the third chapter IS in progress, and I'm starting a few new projects too.

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I was vaguely aware of the two people talking in front of me.

"Yeah I get what you mean; I mean I would do the same thing. You're not crazy. "

Something's not right…

"Hey is she okay?"

It's like there's something I'm supposed to know, and I'm just inches away from it…

"Alice"

This all feels wrong…

"ALICE!"

I'm not supposed to be here…

I snapped out of my daydream. "What?"

Now I was annoyed. The both of them had been prattling on all day about Jez's boyfriend was a first class sleazeblall, and Kat was afraid her "Beau" might be taking lessons. Yet, they both had the nerve to give me a look like I was impeding on their precious time? Hey, you don't pick your best friends, they pick you.

"You aren't even listening are you?" Jez spat out in a tone that I knew she didn't mean, but she had to make herself seem hard because that was just the kind of person she was.

"No, I'm not. If you would both ever listen to me; all your problems would be solved, but you continue to ignore everything I say. So I have taken it to myself to reciprocate the favor."

They both looked at me like I was insane.

Eh, who's to say I'm not.

My phone buzzed. It turned out to be my warden, a.k.a. my mother. Her nickname held no exaggeration either. It really was quite like living in jail. Everything was on a schedule, I wake up, I eat, I sleep, I clean. All of it was specifically planned out. My uncle says I shouldn't complain, because at least she "allots" the hour of time I have free to go spend with civilization, because some parenting book told her it was good for my development to socialize. Or if you want to continue the analogy, it's yard time.

"Where are you, you're 20 minutes late. You're not home in 10, you're grounded missy – Mom"

"What's the difference?" I sighed as I jumped off Kat's porch railing.

They both looked at me, "what?"

"It's nothing, yard time is over, got to get back to the cell." They both laughed and hugged me goodbye.

My house was just around the corner, and I was easily going to get back in time. It was then I had gotten a sharp pain in the middle of my forehead making me crouch forward cradling my head like I was in some movie where the star starts transforming into something cool. Unlucky for me, there was no transforming, but the headache was definitely there. When the pain finally subsided I opened my eyes to find out that I had not been where I was the second before.

I looked around to see I was in an extremely old and worn down diner that looked like it had been out of business since the fifties, since when was I sitting? Maybe it was such a bad headache that it knocked me out? Or maybe I sincerely was going crazy. Both were pretty viable options.

The door creaked as it slowly opened, and my heart began to race. I knew that this wasn't real and that if it was some axe murder that I wouldn't die. That it would just be a really horrible nightmare that I'd wake up from. Yet, the fear kept coming at me full force. In my head I was coming up with complex plans to save myself that would never work in a million years. My hand gripped the table and my feet braced themselves on the floor. I was ready to run even though I had nowhere to go; at least I didn't know the place well enough to know where the back door was. I saw a shadow in the doorway and I rose to my feet with reflexes that even a cat would be jealous of.

I'm sure all of this would normally be seconds long, but to me it felt like years had gone by. By the time the figure had made its way through the door my flight response had turned into a fight one. I went into a crouch position, planting my right foot in front of the other while balling up my fist. I hoped that it was someone my size or smaller, otherwise I'd be screwed. I had taught myself these defensive moves, and let me tell you. They weren't that good either.

It must have been raining outside because the first thing I saw was a dripping umbrella. It made my heart slow just a little, but I was still ready to fight for my life. The figure closed the umbrella so that I could now see its face. I could feel my muscles soften instantly. It was a man. A very tall, slightly muscular, and though the most beautiful thing I've ever seen; still scary man.

He smiled, and every ounce of ill thoughts I had being in this situation seemed to disappear.

"I thought I'd find you here" His face turned into a smirk.

I found myself speaking, but I had no control over what I was saying. I mentally laughed, sounds like what I tell my mother.

"You've kept me waiting a long time…..again" A smile crept to my face. I was so confused yet so composed at the same time. I had no clue what was going on, but surprisingly didn't seem to mind.

His smile went even wider. "Well then mam, I'm doubly sorry" He said in his smooth sultry southern accent that made my heart ache. I felt like I've seen this man before.

I couldn't put my finger on it, but the more time I spent in this run down diner. The more familiar it felt. Like I was supposed to be in this spot right here right now.

He came towards me with the most amazing grace, while lifting his arms to welcome me in them. Once enveloped it felt like my soul melted into his. I grasped him with all my might, and breathed him in. He smelt like the earth, and it filled my senses. Every part of me wanted to just stay there for the rest of my life, and never let him go.

All too soon his hold on me loosened, but he still held onto me. "I thought I was never going to find you," he almost choked out.

I looked up to see his face, all the pain and anguish I saw in them almost knocked me off my feet. I pulled him back to me, and whispered in his ear. "Well you've found me now, and that's all that matters."

A half chuckle escaped his lips, and he kissed me on the cheek. "You're right, you're here now, and I'm never letting you go again. I don't care what I have to do or what end of the earth I have to walk off of. "

His little speech made my heart flutter. I didn't know who he was, but I knew that I loved him. I knew that I too would do anything for him. No price was too large to pay. I unequivocally loved this blonde haired perfect gentleman in front of me.

Even if this was a dream, everything in me told me that he was real. There was absolutely no way my brain could make this up, even with the vastly large imagination I had. He has to be real, and I'm going to find him. I don't care how long it takes.

It was at that moment that I 'woke up'.