45. Heart Song (Rigby's junior season)
As we hurtled along back to the school, the bus hit a pothole and I was startled awake. Yawning, I rubbed my eyes and stretched, moving away from still sleeping Everett's shoulder. The dream was so real, it had freaked me out a little.
I had been conducting – rather – watching myself lead our band, but I could feel what the dream Rigby was feeling. She was elated – happier than I had ever been, or could remember feeling. The performers in the band sounded amazing…
Shaking my head, I turned back and snuggled in for some more sleep.
