I saw the way this girl looked at Rick. Rick saw me while he was out at a diner with his friends. ir what looked like one of his friends and someone's who lieks him. i sat down and got eyed by this super blonde girl with a lot of bronzer and blue eyeliner to make her blue eyes pop but not the way she was apparently hoping for. She wore old clothes like she was trying to be scene. like skinny jeand and gir pins like she thinks shes special.

I rolled my eyes at her and I started flirting with Rick suddenly aware of my competitive.

we had this unexplainable attachment and apparently thats what they were talking about.

apparently they were his team of smart peiple. she looked at him with that gaze that made me want to puke.

She had coon tails and i cringed at it visibly.

She glared at me and i glared back.

Rick was talking about time travel when I said "could that explain why we always have these dreams together? what if we have some kind of bond we never knew about?" i said. I could see her looking mad and sad from the corner of my eye. haha. check mate.

Rick kept thinking. after we ate together i left and told rick to call me later and left i saw her (i found it her name was Diana) still shooting me death stares and i flipped her off before slipping away.

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GOREY WARNING

That night i dreamt of a kingdom where I was a princess in finery of pearls and mozart played at my birthday party and the summer was balmy and lovely. the sun shone through my hair as a blue haired knight stepped before me, swearing his undying devotion and servitude to me. i told him to look at me and he did.

Sir Rickken.

I let him escort me through the garden and we sat by the fountain angels to chat the whole night. The servants didnt know he shared my bed a long time after they started the rumors. he was kind and chivilrous. like a knight. The same night I tried to find a way to marey him through a loophole somewhere I saw the man in the cloak too late. I was stabbed! assassinated and my love fell over my bed sobbing and slit the throat if the cloaked man and then dove the dagger into himself and lay on me and kissed me as we died.

I woke up crying and knew in my soul he woke up somewhere hurting like this in his heart too. i wish i could hold him.

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