the dreamer fan fic The days seem to go slower in the summer. Way too slow for young Beatrice, who sat in her room, watching the young children skip by on the sidewalk towards the duck park. She twisted her dark brown hair dreamingly into a braid, humming a soft tune. "Guess who!" A pair of soft hands with cool rings covered Beatrice's eyes. "Ahhh!" She tore the hands away and giggled, "Yvette, I thought I was gonna pick you and Liz up later?" "Well, we decided to surprise you instead," Yvette grinned and nodded at Elizabeth, "Her idea, believe it or not. What song was that girl?" For graduation, Yvette had chopped off her elegantly long hair into a sh
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