EPOV:
After a long rehearsal, I ended up calling Sonny. She seemed a little annoyed because of the time of day, but I didn't really care. I just wanted to go back to my old life and see my friends again. "Hello?" She answered. It was weird to hear my voice on the other end of the phone.
"Hey, it's Ella." I told her, taking a seat on her bed and staring up at the ceiling. "We need to get out of this mess."
"No 'How was your day today?' or 'How are you?'" She teased, and I rolled my eyes.
"How was your day today, Sonny? How are you?"
She stayed silent for a moment. "I'm doing well, but today was hard. We need to get out of this mess."
Finally, we were back on topic! "I just said that. How do we get out? Did we do anything?"
She paused for a moment before answering, "Yeah. It must have been something we both did, but didn't know about."
"Or we didn't know how it would affect our lives." I added, trying to be helpful.
So what could we do? "What did you do before you went to bed that day?" She asked me. Honestly, I hadn't really thought about it.
So I tried my hardest to remember. "Well, first I brushed my teeth." I said.
"I got changed into pajamas."
Her voice sounded very unlike her, but I tried to ignore it. She was probably frustrated like I was. "Then I washed my face."
A sigh could be heard from over the phone. "I brushed my hair."
"Then I went to the bathroom."
"I brushed my teeth."
This was getting us nowhere. Our routines were nothing alike! "And then I got changed into pajamas."
"I went to the bathroom." There was a pause. "Maybe this isn't helping us."
I was about to agree, and I would have. But this feeling in my gut was telling me that it was working. And it was just so strong that I decided it couldn't hurt to follow it. "I don't know, let's go through the rest. It can't hurt."
Her response was a muffled grunt and the words, "Fine. I guess we can."
"So then I got out clothes."
Sonny stayed silent for a few moments, before responding, "Me too."
We were getting somewhere, but it wasn't a big enough lead. "There has to be something else to it." I announced, pounding my fist on the bed. But what could that thing be?
"Well," Sonny started, "I did spill water on my heated pillow that night too…"
My frown turned into a smile. "That's got to be it!"
"So all we have to do is spill a bit of water on the pillow?" She asked.
"You tell me, you're older. But yes, I believe so. Not too much, though. You don't want to kill yourself."
I heard a chuckle over the phone. "Very well." She told me. "I'll try not too."
"So… goodnight?" I asked, my fingers playing with my hair.
I could tell she was probably nodding. "Yeah. One more thing, though."
What did she need? "Yeah?"
"It was nice meeting you." She said sweetly, and for a moment, she seemed more like a little kid than a teenager.
So I returned the notion. "It was really nice meeting you too." And then we hung up. I rushed to go get ready for bed. While this life was cool, I couldn't wait to get back home.
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I woke up the next morning, half expecting to Sonny's bedroom again. But her bedroom wasn't there. No, it was mine. Then I began to wonder, had this all been a big crazy dream? It seemed so. However, I didn't care at all about that. I rushed out of bed and rushed to hug my mom and dad.
"What's up with you? You've been kind of weird the past few days." My dad joked, looking rather confused. My mom accepted the hug, not questioning anything about it.
I shrugged. "I guess I just woke up appreciating what I had." I'm sure my parents thought I was crazy, but I couldn't be happier.
I was home.
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SPOV:
The morning started out with me waking up, looking around, and getting up out of bed. I grabbed my clothes, walked into the bathroom, and began to shower. It wasn't until after I had begun showering that I realized that I wasn't in Ella's shower.
Ella's shower consisted normally of lavender scented shampoos, while I preferred fruit scented. And yes, that was how I realized that I was home. My hair smelt like fruit instead of lavender, and it was, in fact, my own hair.
I finished my shower rather quickly, got ready as fast as I could, and went to look out my window. California buzzed around me, a bit of sun peaking out of the grey sky. My favourite cinnamon cereal was in the pantry, and the episodes I had recorded were still on my DVR. It was like I had never left!
So this made me wonder; had I really left? Or was it just a dream? Could I find out?
My mom walked into the kitchen, and I hugged her. I had missed her! "Hello, Sonny!" She said cheerfully. "I see you're in a better mood today."
"Yes I am!" I announced. I couldn't wait to go back to work. I hadn't realized it at first, but I had missed it. I missed everyone… yes, including Chad. Don't say anything more.
She nodded. "Okay, well you left your phone on the desk last night. I think you may want it. It was buzzing as if you had a text, but I've learned not to answer them." I remember when she did that… I shivered out of rememberance.
"Okay, I'll check it out." As I walked over to it, I wondered who could have been texting me. Yet, as I picked up my phone, I found out not only who was texting me, but that my adventure had not been a dream.
One New Message:
From: Ella
Received: 3:27 AM
It's been over a year since I published this, my very first multi-chapter. While I began giving up on it rather quickly, I ended up finishing it! I couldn't stand not to. Reading the first chapter, it brings back memories from when I wrote it. I couldn't focus on my homework during my free period, so I pulled out a piece of paper and started to write. Then my friend ran in and started laughing hysterically, so the teacher yelled at us. Good times. And how I didn't know how to put an author's note at the bottom of a story. XD
Okay, so I'd like to thank some people now. First, give a hand for my friends and my sister, who gave me this idea. Next, let's thank my favouriters and alerters: A Gurl Who Loves SWAC, AriSkyWriter, CAEH1995, Cece-33, R0CKSTARM0NST3R, Mystery1o1, Red's-Harmony4713, and TheSarahStar. And finally, I'd like to give a big hand for my reviewers. I couldn't have made it without you, A Gurl Who Loves SWAC, AriSkyWriter, Cassy, Sugar Rush4eva, BALLofSONSHINE, Mystery1o1, and FreakerThanFreaks.
Now, the final disclaimer of the story: Well, let's just say, I don't own SWAC. I'll keep it simple.
Happy Thanksgiving if you live in the USA! And if not, Happy November! Please review.
