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"Remember, you should always dream big. No matter what they are. Just believe in them and they will happen for sure, rever" Gramps words echo in my mind.

Well hi. I am Violet rever. A normal teenager, who loves minding her own business. I have a extremely normal life: College, my part time at CRUNCHES, and finally my bed. My day starts in my bed and ends there. It is so freaking normal. Except, I dream. Well dreaming isn't bad, right????

No. pfft … of course it is not. But dreams can be freaking sensitive and nerve raking when they are so surreal. Those lucid dreams. Don't even think they are something amazing and don't you dare to think them as wet dreams. Yes, I don't have any of that sort. Sure, sex is great by imagine seeing gorgeous men, so different, yet similar to you; Getting a glimpse of their everyday life. Those majestic places: so different yet familiar. But the strangest of all, I could feel them, their essence and weather and of course I could feel the touches sometimes.

Heh strange, isn't it? So I have decided not to dwell much on them. For god sake, dear dreams will you ever leave me alone?

Now that I think, I have been day dreaming too. Weird, no I guess I AM WEIRDO.

BANG!! BANG!! BANG!! The loud banging on my front door shakes me up from my thoughts. "

"Girl you still alive in there" Janice's panicked voice forces me to rush open the door.

"What the fuck is wrong with you??" she scowls

"Nothing. I was just zoned out I guess."

Panic crosses her face. "Every thing's fine???"

"Yes, miss Turner. I am pretty fine. Except, I had a really bad sleep last night" I fake a pout. "And that was because you didn't let me sleep on your boobies."

She slaps me playfully. "Seriously V you need to open the door in the first time else I am gonna get a million mini heart attacks."

I smile at her concern.

"Breakfast?"

"Yes please" she makes herself comfortable on the couch flipping through the sketches I made the night before. I have never seen those guys before. Not in real. They all are just my dream, which is getting more and more surreal day by day.

I am seeing some painful and dull scenarios now.

I have made scrambled eggs today. Placing them before her I take my sketch book away. It is obviously uncomfortable.

"So how are things going with Jordan??" I ask.

Jordan was her good for nothing boyfriend who is just a good for nothing guy. He is sweet and caring. But apart from that, he is nothing. I mean I kinda have a low impression on him. He never goes out. Never works. He just depends on Janice for everything. From house chores to earning money: everything.

"He is just hopeless and I am so hopelessly in love with him." She gives me a goofy smile. I smile back. I know her love. It is too strong to not to be felt.

"Seriously violet" I jerk my head up. Violet? That was sudden. "You should date. Get a boyfriend. With these amazing cooking skills and fabulous art you will get a job and start a happy family" there she goes again.

"We have talked through this J. remember? I am not into those fantasies. I just don't get that feeling for anyone" I sigh.

"How can you?? When you are so whipped for these dream boys. Go make babies with the" she pouts. I laugh out loud. She is such a bay sometimes.

"Sweetheart, I am not in love with them. Moreover, I have a home. This is my home. I have a family: you, gramps, Euiske and everyone in CRUNCHES. I can't ask for more Janice"

"But for how long?" she cups my cheeks "V gramps left. No one knows where she went. You need someone violet. Someone to hold you when you feel like falling down, a shoulder to cry"

I know her concern well. I have thought about it a million times. I cried the whole night. I cried when gramps left me after my 15th birthday on a winter night. She would always say I was born on a red moon night. And exactly she left me on my birthday; it was a red moon too.

5 years. Five freaking years. I have been searching for her. She left me with quite and amount of assets and luxury. I can spend my whole life without working. They all left. My parents, just like gramps, they vanished.

"It's alright Janice I am not that weak. I can stand for my own. And I have you. I have your shoulder to cry. I have you to hold me. And that's just enough for me"

"You are scared. Aren't you?" she hugs me tight. "That they will vanish too."

I hug her back, tight. "It's alright, I won't leave you; ever. And maybe if you will be a really good girl I will let you sleep on my boobies too."

A chuckle escapes me "you are incorrigible"

"I know. Thanks to you" she sighs. "Now get your ass together and move. We will be late for Mrs. Brown's classes"

"Oh shit!! I totally forgot."