Date: 3/11/2025
By nicolezdzieba
I’m in a house that’s supposed to be either mine or my parents’ with several members of my family, including Alyssa. At some point, I look toward the front door and notice that Taylor Swift is here. She and Alyssa start chatting and I hear Alyssa say something about how they’re already “like best friends.” I become vaguely worried that Taylor and I will also become friends and she’ll somehow find out that I used to make fun of her music and personality. I decide to play it cool so that she won’t think I’m some crazy fan and walk toward her when I see that she’s holding Audrey, who’s covered in peanut butter. I take her and say, “Did you say hi to Miss Taylor?” I then apologize for the peanut butter that I notice all over Taylor’s shirt, but she doesn’t seem to mind. I think about how she seems nicer than I expected. At some point, we all end up in my parents’ backyard. I turn to someone — possibly Renee — and say, “Do we know anyone who’s a big Taylor Swift fan? It would be hilarious to send them a picture of her at the house.” I get up to find my phone and say, “Oh, Peyton is a big fan!” (I have no idea if she is in real life.) I go to my old bedroom.