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I swear to god, I don't have a child, I have a gremlin. Someone watered her after midnight!

She came in the kitchen, half dressed, hair was every where, grunts at me as she climbs in her chair to get her milk. I sat my coffee down, get up to grab the brush to braid her hair as her father puts her breakfast on the table. As she started to eat, she started to squirm around, it was really just her waking up. I asked her not to move, than she informed me "I was ruining her life."

When did she become a teenager?

Well at least I have one actual friend in my Dreams even without my mother's support for my desires though. Mary Ann, my confidante there and one of the maids, helped me get to my room and out of my flour covered dress without running into my mother since we both know that she'll fly into a rage if she sees me that way. While getting me ready she and I get to share some of the gossip that we've overheard around the house and around the town too - like that the King is planning to introduce his new jester at the ball tonight. And that there's going to be an empty storefront on Main by the end of that month which will be perfect for our pastry shop.

DreamMe knows that I'll have to act quickly to get the store before someone else and before Mother finds out what I'm up too since no heir of Rock Turtle Cove has ever owned or run a business and she's not intending for me to be the first. Since the theme of the party is black and white, I'd planned on a simple sort of white ball gown - which honestly I fell in love with here when I woke up to my wardrobe having crossed over - but Mother shows up at my room and insists that I wear her choice, a low cut red dress that is too just a little too small and the corset has to be cinched far too tight for my comfort in order for me to wear it. My mother's response when I tell her I can't breathe because of how tight it is "You shouldn't take seconds on desserts and you'll just have to go without dinner tonight". I just know that when the next Dream hits if it's that party it's going to be utter hell for me.

Alright well hopefully my friends and I in the Dreams realized that bringing strange teenagers back to the Hostel is a BAD IDEA after this. The last dream I had ended with us interrupting a robbery when we went out to get food and we 'rescued' another teenager from his criminal parents. Or at least that's what we thought we were doing with Topher. Turns out? Topher was the bad guy all along - a vampire if you can believe it and somehow immune to the flames from my Fistigons once I finally got control over the flamethrowing part of them there. We got into a fight and I ended up getting knocked out - AGAIN for a disturbing trend in my Dreams - only to come to in time to see Karolina's blood making Topher explode when he tried to drink it. I guess that's what happens when you try to drink the blood of someone who's made out of light.