This morning I woke up with the sun. Not really my normal MO by any means. At first I was annoyed like someone had reached into my head and shook me awake, but my efforts to push the presence away were completely pointless. The harder I tried to ignore it, the stronger it grew until I found myself sitting up and scanning the half-light of room for the offending presence. I am not ashamed to admit my first conscious thought upon sitting up was ghost. I even fired up my ghost finder app, half seriously. The thought having my rest disturbed by the semi-dead was disturbing enough, but there’s more. I remember scanning the room with my phone and then suddenly I was looking out the window. I have no memory of getting out of bed or walking across the room or making a decision to open the curtains. The very next moment I am aware of, I’m looking out the window at a boy who’s swimming in the Paige’s pool. I suppose that I must have heard the splashing and that was what drew me to the window, but I don’t remember that part at all. One second in bed-boom-the next looking out the window, like some funky digital glitch. Tomorrow some dude with a rabbit tattoo is going to knock on my door and offer me the blue pill or the red pill. I am sure of it. As for today, I got on purpose to view that early morning swim boy. There is something so compelling about him. Oh yeah, he’s all kinds of hotness, but that’s not really what I mean. It’s more like I know him, really know him deep inside like a from a past life or something. Whatever it is, I am hooked. I need to figure out how to meet this boy twin who I am not allowed to know. Ethan Paige, just you wait!