The voice

'Why would it matter?' a voice asking my name...never to be trusted.

A male voice answers 'I-- I'm Jazyl. I'm 15 years old...'

I feel arms-presumably his- around my body and i struggle, then feel the shooting pain through my leg. 'I'm Alexandra. Is there any way you could set me down and wake me up?'

In reply I feel my body set gently on the ground. 'Thank you.'

'No problem.'

I feel a soft shaking on the outside in the real world where Jazyl is. I slowly become aware of my real surroundings, sitting up slowly against the tree. "Oh... hi."

"Hi. I'm Jazyl."

"Yeah," I smile, "I know. And I'm Alexandra, Alex for short."

He offers a hand "Pleasure to meet you Alex." it's his turn to smile and I'm almost stunned. He's gorgeous. Like...wow.

I take the hand with a grin, a bit too late. "It's all mine."