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I shot up in my bed, blinking uncontrollably, trying to clear my vision. Had I just woken up from a dream? Or do I just not remember going to bed after Sam left? Only one way to find out. I grabbed my phone and scrolled down my contacts list to find Sam's name. I pressed the call button.

Riiing.

Riiing.

Riiing.

Rii...

"Hello?" a tired voice answered.

"Sam?"

"Freddie?"

"Hey, um, what's up?"

"Well, I was sleeping."

"Oh, right."

Silence.

"Sorry."

"It's 3 in the morning. What do you want?"

I hesitated. "I-I, well, what did you do yesterday?"

"I apoligized to you and then we kissed. Do you have brain damage?"

"Well, not excatly... Did anything else happen?"

"I went back to Carly's apartment and we watched TV."

"That's it?"

"Yeah. What is wrong with you? Are you high or something?"

"No, I just... I gotta go."

Then I hung up the phone.

Great, we kiss once and then I dream about screwing her. How freakin STUPID. I chucked my phone onto the floor and threw my head back onto the pillow. I knew right then that the day ahead of me was going to be a very long one.

Short, I know. But some people are hatin on them "doing it," and so I thought I would go ahead and clarify that it was a DREAM. The beginning of the story is the beginning of his dream. And then the beginning of this chapter is reality ;) Thank you and have an absolutely fantastic day.

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