It was pretty sexy.
It was great. If only it was real.
I loved it cuz . . . it seemed like I was accepted into Inner Sparks. I got that impression because everyone was artsy. We were like making art 24/7 and got in trouble when we were doing something else.
So I had a few friends there . . . who were working under some rich girls' household. They were living with those rich sisters ( I think there were about 5 mean girls?). They were bitches. I wanted to kill them. I don't know why I didn't!! And they were super loaded - - - wearing these fat dresses to Inner Sparks. xD So. It seemed that I was working with them for one day and got out of it. I jumped in joy and my friend felt abandoned and sad. I could see that expression clearly. She felt broken after I left her, thinking of myself.
But anyways. I left. I went to another secti0n of the program. It was better. And there was a boy. I wasn't really able to make friends there except for him. Turns out . . . he was their brother!!!
LOL so dramatic. xD
Well yeah. But I liked him. Yeah, after a day. But it seemed as if it was months of knowing each other. I think I was a scandalous girl in the dream. I made the move first /wink*wink. ;P
If ya know what I mean.
And when my dad called (saying he's outside to pick me up), it was a sad departure. He kesked me and walked over with me to outside.
And my dad was there . . . wondering why I'm walking with a boy. UGH.
And I don't even know his name. ;m;
It felt bittersweet when I woke up.
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