haha you guys have no idea how awsome it was to see the comments lmao it exictes me )= that sounds terrible but it does haha.

 Any ways...Diddle...you might have read the book that im basing this on eoff of (; the chcarters in it are:

Janie-Cabel-&-Carrie

 and thats the main ones but yeah totaly kick ass story (3(;    <33333

Chapter 2…

October 11, 2008     -    Friday        

 1:48 pm

Spencer was in a, seemingly endless hallway. The long Stretch of floor board, and the huge glowing doors at the end of it, was the only thing standing between her and the interesting part of the dream. Usually she was thrust right into all of the action, but this time, she was just beyond the border, sort of locked out actually.

She worked her way, patiently, over towards the double doors, and clutched the golden, luminous, door knob. “How tacky.” She made a face as she gripped both hands tighter, around the handle, hoping it would open with more force. No such luck…until she was back where she had started except on her ass. The doors had flung open with ten times the force Spencer could have possibly produced.

She sat in aw as a figure appeared from the door way. The light form behind the person “Now that’s a change.” It wasn’t Spencer, but it was her exact thought.

“I…what?” She scrambled to her feet, completely thrown off guard. How can that even be? I sooo didn’t talk just now. Wait who’s dream am I in? WHO THE FUCK SLEEPS DURRING LUNCH?!

“Calm down now killer.” The mysterious figure was now standing at Spencers feet, extending a hand just for Spencer to take in to her own. She hadn’t thought about it, but the voice was almost familiar, a girl’s voice, but she couldn’t place it.

“Now…I’m not sure how, but…I know this isn’t your dream.” Spencer, once again, was thrown for a loop.

“Well…is it yours?” Her voice was much more confident then the rest of her uneasy body. This has NEVER happened before. Why does she know that?

“You know…I’m still not sure” Her face was clear now, Spencer could see ever feature. Long brown curly hair, fit, tan body, and a touch that sent shivers through Spencer’s very being.

“Okay? Umm…soo if it’s neither of our dreams…who’s is it?”

Perfect timing Carlin. Ask the most important question when least possible to get an answer…

She stretched her numb limbs out, letting the tingling feeling slowly disappear. When she regained her sences fully, she search around, eyeing every nook and cranie of the lunch bowl, leading to absolutely no success in finding the culprit of her latest “Dream”

Fan- fucking-tastic. She scowled and made her way to her last class, just in time to catch the late bell.

3:40 pm

Spencer didn’t even bother with her chores or homework. I’m surprised the house is still standing. She sighed and went right to the third duty on her list. Sleep now!! She tugged t her pants, letting them slide to the ground, then nearly ripped her shirt right off her back. All that was left was a pair of boy shorts and a sports bra.