Dalia flopped into her bed contemplating what she had just done. "If I just ruined my whole career then im gonna die." She said in a much too casual way.

Just then there was a knock at the door. When she went to open it she found her mom, Emily, Jaxx, grandma, and a couple cousins with balloons and a cake. "SURPRISE!" They all shouted at once. Once everyone was inside they cut the cake that read 'congrats on your job' and had a mini party.

"What's the show about?" Emily asked enthusiastically. "I cannot discuss that with you." Dalia responded and laughed before giving her the script to the first episode.

"You're already pregnant!?" She screamed so everyone in the room could hear. "What?" Dalia ripped the script from Emily's hand thinking she missed something from before when she heard her sisters high pitched laughter and realized she had just been played.

She gave her sister a look before asking "do you have your phone, wallet, or keys on you?" Emily looked at her in confusion before answering "no." Then Dalia picked her sister up, remembering how heavy she was from before and carried her out to the backyard where she threw her in the pool.

Squirming to the surface her sister moved her hair from her face and spit out some water that has gotten into her mouth. "You jerk!" She shouted but Dalia was too proud of herself.

Dalia loved to hang out with her family but at that moment she had a flashback to before she walked out the doors after telling Danny off. Melanie had stopped her to tell her that after a few episodes, one would be shot out of town meaning she'd be staying in a hotel for about a month. That was a few months away but she still didn't wanna leave her family.

Her past was something messy and it only gets messier when she thinks about her missing time.

After she thanked everyone for coming she went on a walk to try and clear her head. -Only three more weeks *sigh* its too late isn't it.- Dalia thought of ways to get her lost time back but that reminded of her of that period of time right after the accident. She dedicated all her time to do that but her parents were hiding something, she just didn't know what.

They'd only refer to what happened to her as an 'accident' but the way they'd say it made it sound like they thought whatever happened had been done on purpose.

All that thinking was giving her a headache and as she walked she bumped into a man in a leather jacket. He dropped his grocery bag and she dropped her purse sending things clattering all over the place.

"I'm so sorry." she said picking her things up. "No problem" he said in a gentlemanly voice but when their eyes met his expression changed. First it looked like fear then anger.

He started grabbing things quicker like he was in a hurry. After he had gone Dalia sat dazed. "What's his problem?" she asked herself. She couldn't help but notice his looks.

-Black spikey hair, green eyes, tan skin, and tall to. Somehow he seems oddly familiar.- She didn't give it much more thought and went back home to continue reading lines from the script. Tomorrow she goes in to test how many lines she can remember from one night of studying.

She laid on her bed reading her lines and recited each one till she committed them to memory. Hours had passed this way before she fell asleep letting the script drop down on the floor.

That night she had a dream where she ran through the woods, a boy chasing after her and they laughed and giggled away but the boy's face was a blur. An image that was right there in her mind yet for some reason so unattainable.

She reached a clearing upon the trees and stopped. The boy ran up beside her and gasped. "Its beautiful!" he exclaimed. It was a circular clearing and bushes seemed to surround the outer part of the circle. Flowers were flowing from each bush, they were mostly pink.

The boy that was standing beside her went up ahead and picked a lot of flowers, more than he could even hold and started making a flower crown. He taught Dalia how to do it to telling her that his mother taught him when he was younger. The two sat in the bright green grass that looked to be freshly cut braiding together the crowns.

After they had finished the boy set his on top of her head. "Awww." Dalia sadly said after. "What is it?" The boy said thinking he did something wrong. "I want to give this to you but you're a boy and I don't want people to make fun of you." She explained reasonably. He brought his hand up to hers which her still holding the crown. He brought her hands to the top of his head and made her drop the crown there.

"Let them make fun of me." He said with a bright smile forming across his face. "If they do I'll say that someone special to me made it for me."

"No." Dalia said "if they make fun of you I'll have to personally beat them up myself." She added very proud of her beautiful accomplishment. The boy stood up and held out his hand "C'mon lets go home my darling." She grabbed his hand and they went back in the forest chasing each other.

As Dalia ran she felt the dream change, now she actually knew she was in a dream. She looked around and the boy was gone. The sky was no longer bright but gloomy and the trees were a dark green surrounding her from every direction.

She stepped back and into a puddle and when she looked down she saw her reflection. It looked like pictures of the eighteen year old version of her. "That's impossible, I've never been here before...or have I?" She clutched the sides of her head as the forest seemed to be spinning around her and woke up in her bed to the sound of her alarm.