Chapter four

Catherine was one of the people who who agreed that dreams were a reflection of ones inner thoughts or fears. Which is why this dream made absolutely no sense. Fine she had a crush on her professor, but half the population of the class did and the person she was in love with was Adrian.

She had even developed the habit of mapping out their whole lives in her head, and occasionally the back pages of her lecture note books, yes it was high school-ish but it wasn't her fault that he looked so dreamy whole dozing off in class, and not a single hair out of place,

She wondered how he did that, in her case even on her good days by the time she got back home, it was not a hair in place.

One part of her contemplated diving back under the blanket and another was saying it was best to get up rather than putting off facing the harsh reality that is her involvement in this life. The former won and just as she rest her alarm she noticed her phone screen turn on signifying a notification but not