Chapter Thirty-One
*ALARM CLOCK RINGS* “Ugh… what the…” I rolled around the bed as irritated as I can be with the sound of the stupid alarm clock’s ringing… forgetting the fact that I hit Jagger and Prince’s sleeping faces with my arms and legs. “Brooke, stop swinging your body parts around.” Jagger complained with a sleepy voice, shifted into another position with his back facing me and then drifted back to sleep. “I don’t mind but… it’s still 6 o’clock in the morning and classes don’t start until 8 AM.” Prince was now facing me placing his hand beneath his head for support like a sexy model pose or something. It sucks to sleep in the middle… except for the fact that I can hit their faces accidentally in my sleep. “Give me a break, I only slept for like merely 3 hours and I’m still jet-l
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