dodgeball

The aroma of bacon and eggs woke her up. It jolted her back to reality from the deep slumber she was in just minutes before. The bubble of her fantasy world that she once built in her sleep was immediately burst by the scent that wafted through crevices of her wall.

She stood up and hopped to the kitchen, eyeing on the plate that was filled with what she wanted. She knew what she wanted. "This for me?" she asked. "Uh-hmmm.." says the cook. She wolfed it down with great delight while staring at the back of the cook.

She sank her teeth into the cinnamon toast and a sense of nostalgia rushed through her. She was back at her high school gym. She glanced at her side and saw that there was only one more person left. "Alice!" the boy called out and the girl at her side started walking up front. She saw the team she was walking towards to was frowning at her.

She was then zapped back to reality, in the kitchen and stared down at her breakfast, pushed it away and stared harder. She wanted someone to tell her that it was alright but the cook was busy rummaging through the cabinets.