Olivia woke slowly, her memory fuzzy. Last thing she knew, she’d brushed her teeth and gone to bed, ready for a day of school the next morning. 10th grade wasn’t exactly fun, but the teachers were treating her with a bit more respect now, so it could’ve been worse.
But it looked like school was going to have to wait. Still in her pyjamas, she was invisible behind the shadow of an enormous beanbag, with several giggly voices seemingly unaware of her.
The problem was, those voices belonged to teenage girls who also sounded massive. Standing up, she estimated her height at just a few inches tall. There was a gap in the ring of beanbags, just big enough for her to squeeze through, maybe get a better grip on her current situation.
How she got here, she had no idea, but she was in the same Inside Out pyjamas she went to sleep in, so it was either a dream or she was somehow teleported here. Either way, she had to make a decision; did she make herself known to these other girls?
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