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— TVIMH —
The Voice Inside My Head
By Morgan Jenson
Bella POV - 1997
I stay lying on the floor after falling out of bed and think about yesterday. I can't keep the smile from forming and reach up to grab up my pillow from my bed, and squeal into it. After my girly moment, I slowly bring the pillow down off my eyes when I hear movement on the other bed. Angela is awake and is looking at me like a cat that ate the canary.
"Stop looking at me like that!"
"I'm just wondering what kind of dream you were having?" She continues to look and smile at me. "I mean, I know you talk in your sleep, but judging by the noises you were making, I'd say you hit a homerun!"
I laugh and throw my pillow at her, and it only makes her laugh harder.
We did go for food after the game at a restaurant near the stadium. It was full of fans eating and celebrating the win, but no Edward or Braves players.
The dream! Why couldn't it have been real? When we started, I mean, dream us started to lean towards each other, I leaned and 'fell head over heels' for him. I quite literally fell off the bed, how embarrassing!
Getting up off the floor, we start to get ready for the day. Once we're ready, Angela and I head out for breakfast before heading to class.
"Did you hear about the internship coming up next summer?" I ask Angela once we leave the dining hall.
"I did, but I thought since we were freshmen we weren't allowed to apply?"
"Originally yes," I agree. "but they posted on the bulletin board they would consider current freshmen since the internship begins after we finish freshman year."
"That's awesome, are you planning to apply? She asks as we take our seats in the lecture hall. "I wish I could, but I promised my family I'd come home for the summer."
"I think I will. It seems like a really good opportunity to get my feet wet in the industry."
I pause, unsure. There are over ten thousand students at SCAD.
"With so many students here and currently being a freshman, I know my chances are slim." I continue, while I get out my laptop. "I think the graphic design classes I took in high school will help me though. I'm planning to add that to the application."
"I think you should apply. Worst case scenario you don't get it and try again the following year." She smiles at me and continues. "Besides, you have more than one year of graphic design classes under your belt and a portfolio to prove it. They'd be crazy not to consider you!"
The professor comes in to start class so I say a quiet thank you to Angela just before the professor begins.
— TVIMH —
Morgan POV
It's early when I wake up so I decide to stay in bed for a bit. Rolling over to my back, I stare at the ceiling. I'm confused about where to go from here. I'm writing a story about another girl's life, but my life is stagnant. I'm divorced and lonely. I miss companionship, the feelings a person gets at the start of a relationship. I want to feel happy, I want a partner, someone who gives as much as they take.
I don't think locking myself up to write is the best thing for me. I don't want to stop writing the story though either. Maybe a change of scenery is in order.
With renewed vigor I get out of bed, shower, get dressed, and pack up my laptop. I grab a small breakfast, straighten up the kitchen, and get in my car.
There's this little cafe/bookstore not too far from home. I'm hoping there will be an empty table I can sit at and write. When I go in, I order a smoothie and look around for a table. I'm hoping to spot one in the back as it's usually a little more quiet. There aren't any tables free in the front, but I spot a table in the back with four chairs, perfect!
I grab my smoothie, place a couple of dollars in the tip jar, and head to the table. Placing my drink down I take out my laptop and pull up the story. I chuckle quietly and think about if the readers liked that her meeting Edward was a dream or if they're angry with me. The idea just popped in my head, but the way I want them to actually meet is not. There are so many ways people meet their significant others. Dating online, blind dates, through mutual friends, or even sitting in a…
"Excuse me, would you mind sharing your table with me? There don't seem to be any empty seats available."
— TVIMH —
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