I glanced at my closet; I should be getting ready right about now. I’m supposed to be heading to Jonah’s house in an hour but here I am procrastinating. It’s 7 o’clock in the evening and I’m watching television reruns. My phone starting ringing and I groaned. “Are you getting ready or are you watching Breaking Bad?”
I winced at Mere’s accusations. “It’s sad that you’d think so low of me," I muttered as I brushed through my wet hair.
“Seriously, Savannah, get ready," she hung up before I could even protest and I grumbled as I stood up and walked towards my closet.
I swung open the door and thumbed through my sweaters. Finding my blue ‘Free Hugs’ sweatshirt and tossing it onto my bed, I went to the other side of my closet and grabbed a pair of black jeans.
I quickly dressed in the clothe
