I slide onto the hardwood floor of my hallway because of my no-traction socks and stumble into my carpeted bedroom. I land right onto my swivel chair and get pushed into the desk. I groan as I did when I woke up and set myself up again onto my feet. I take a seat. I feel the swollen bruise from where I hit my head, but I shake it off. Without hesitation and no thinking involved, I open my normally clean email to find thousands of unknown emails. I skim through the first few until I notice what it's about. My smile brightens and glows through the low darkness of my room. I read each and every email carefully and responding to every single one. One caught my attention. "They're asking about the characters already?" I ask myself. I reply back with a grin. "This is how I dreamed my future would be. Honey is played as me and my closer friends are played as Lark and Lachlan and a few others." I click send. Getting rid of a few unwanted spam emails, I notice how quickly people are replying back. My face goes a soft pink as I go fl.u.s.tered. I shake my head and sigh proudly. "Congratulations Savannah. You are an official author of 'Girl Meets… Dreams.'"