My phone lights up and at first I don't really process who it is from or that I should see what it says. I am focused on my 750 words and I don't want to stop. But finally I reach my goal and take a break to see it's from David. My heart beats fast and I swipe the stupid touch screen to see what is going on.

"Hey, are you going to do it tonight?" Ha. I wish. But I don't have the guts actually.

"I WANT TO. But I think my parents will find it a little odd. So probably not." Ew. Thats me in a nutshell right there. He must think I am so lame.

"CHICKEN." I don't see him going star tipping.

"I don't see you going star tipping." ha. I'm so good at comebacks it should be my life profession. Not.

"Well. Maybe we both are." Disappointing response. I want him so badly to be like oh will you do it if I come by and drive us to a field somewhere. "What are you up to?" Two messages within a minute. What is happening with my life?

"Just writing some stuff. You?" Oh wait, nothing. I have such a boring life.

"I'm outside your house." What. That must be a joke. My heart literally is like a kick drum and I think I might explode. I peek out the window. Sure enough there sits a car in the driveway with its headlights on. I yell to my parents that I have to talk to David outside. They don't respond so I run out.

"Hey! What the heck are you doing here?" I must seem frazzled because he just laughs at me and shakes his head.

"What do you think I'm doing here? We gone go star tipping!" I smile. I tell him I have to run inside to grab my shoes and my parents try to stop me. But that whole ordeal is another story for another time. Anyways. When I finally escape I slam the door to his red Honda and we put it in reverse.

"I can't believe you actually showed up at my house." I'm laughing and looking out at the window trying so hard not to gawk at his beautiful… beautiful face.

"I figured you could use some Friday night fun!"

"You have no idea." Ha. And he probably does have some idea. My Friday nights have never been too extraordinary. But I am already getting the feeling that this one will be a night to remember for a LONG time. We pull up to a field fifteen minutes later. The stars are out and at first neither of us gets out of the car we just sit there in silence.

"Well. Step to it. I got the flashlight. And you go first..." Of course. I get to humiliate myself first. OF COURSE. Oh well. I can do this; I am the one who told him about it. I should be the one to do it first.

"Okay so I am supposed to focus on one star and spin in circles for 20 seconds and then yell 'hit me' and you shine the flashlight in my face. Sounds fantastic. Hopefully I don't hit my head on a rock or something, I would do that." He just laughs and points at me to get spinning. So I look up. So many stars. Look how they all shine and it feels like they shine just for us. David and I. Just for us to make a fool of ourselves. I pick a particularly bright one so it's easy to find. And then I start spinning. Which is actually harder than it looks in bare feet on uneven ground. Soon I feel myself swaying and finally I scream, "Hit me!" And everything went black.

My head feels like it has been repeatedly banged against the iceberg in order to avoid the titanic from crashing headlong into it instead. At first I don't open my eyes. I feel the air sharp against my goosebumped skin. I can feel the world rotating beneath me and my stomach quivers at the thought of a rapidly spinning rock in the universe. But my nausea is interrupted by the feeling of soft lips against my own. At first I stay frozen but then I catch my breath and open my eyes. The overwhelming sensation of not being where I was before hits me like a brick against a window who thought they could stand the pressure and I mentally pinch myself.

And suddenly I know where I am. And I know what I am supposed to say. So I say it without the slightest bit of doubt engraved in the famous words of my favorite characters.

"You found me." David in his flannel shirt has his hands on my cheeks. His own cheeks wet with the streaks of now forgotten sadness. I smile at him. I could totally go with this storyline if he is my prince Charming and I am his Snow.

"Did you ever doubt I would?" I decide to kind of not follow script because hey it's my version so I just kiss him again because I like the feeling where my heart flutters. David helps me out of the coffin and I look around. And something is not right. This is supposed to be the enchanted forest. But instead I swear we are in a regular forest. In fact, not a regular forest. Because there is the well. The well where the waters come from Lake Nostos. It couldn't be-

"David, where are we?" My voice trembles. The excitement builds. This may all be in my head but it is the closest thing to reality I have ever experienced. David grabs my hand and pulls me so that we hug and I inhale the smell of pine and that musty smell I can't quite describe.

"You don't remember? Well, Anna. Welcome to Storybrooke!" My knees crumble and I'm out again.