Waking up in the Wrong Bed Again !

The sun was streaming in through the windows again, Robin lay in her bed her eyes shut fast, she wasn't quite ready to start the day yet, she could remember having the strangest dream yesterday. Although unlike a dream, it wasn't all foggy in her mind it was cyrstal clear she could remeber every grusom moment. Robin lay still for a couple of seconds willing the dream away, before she opened her eyes. Robins stomach plumment the moment her eyelids flicked open, this wasn't her room somehow she was still stuck in her dream.

'Maybe a cold shower will wake me' Robin thought to herself, before quickly locking herself in the bathroom and turning on the shower and turning the dial over to the coldest setting. The shower was freezing but that didn't wake Robin up, beyond yelping uncomfortably it did nothing to her, she could feel each droplet hitting her skin at such a heavy rate that it stung slightly. She was in pain, she couldn't remember ever feeling anything in a dream another thought came to her head, she picked up a razor and very slightly cut into her thigh, blood streamed quickly down her legs before it was washed away. The cold water hitting the cut was very painful. More painful than anything she could imagine from a dream. 'This can't be a dream then,' she realised 'maybe this a sick joke a tv show?' she left the bathroom dripping wet and wrapping only a town around herself as she hunted out her phone.

'I'll call dad, he'll know what to do' she thought and typed out her dads number into the keypad, **UNKOWN NUMBER** Flashed across the screen she tried again with the area code, then the country code, nothing worked. She could feel her breathing acelorating. 'Location?! I'll just find my location then find my way home, I'm sure the local authoritys would help!' She stared at the map the city she was in called Penfold, she hadn't heard of it before as she pinched the screen making the map smaller and smaller a horrible sensation rolled over her. This wasn't her world at all the, the contitinets where all there but they they where in the wrong place.

She wasn't dreaming, but she also wasn't on her earth. Was she in another dimesion? Robins world started to spin, and all she could do was climb back into bed and start to cry.

How was she going to make it home, could she even make it home?

A small knock at the door, broke Robin out of tears for a moment.

"Robin is everything alright?" Ivys voice floated though the door, "we have class soon, are you ready?"

Robin thought back to the teacher from the day before and cringed, she did not want to see that pervert right now.

"I'm not going today," Robin sobbed softly before Ivy had a chance to question her she added, "I don't feel very well,"

"Oh, do you need me to get you anything?" Ivy sounded concerned and the door handle started to turn.

"No! No, don't come in!" Robin reacted quickly, pulling the sheets up as the door handle stopped moving.

"Okay I'll be back later, text me if you need anything."

Robin lay in bed staring at the ceiling, the tears where starting to dry up now or did she just have none left? Was she wrong maybe this was her life and she had just forgotten, but fooling around with her sisters fiancé that just didn't feel like her. But if this was her, what happened to her? Everything was so confusing.

'I can't just lay here,' Robin thought to herself, she knew she had to find it within herself to move, 'maybe there is something in this room, that can help me work this whole thing out.'

Robin sat up and looked around the room, Robin had always been a neat freak it had come from her love of books and her wanting to keep every book, and therefor everything around them feeling new and fresh for as long as possible. This room was a mess there where clothes everywhere, makeup including some false eyelashes attached to the mirror and the draws look like they where stuffed!

Being a neat freak had given Robin superpowers when it came cleaning, and she quickly dove in moving the dirty laundry from the floor and cleaning the mirror. In no time Robin had the room looking more presentable, and thats when she turned her attention to the draws.