~ A M E L I A ~
The diner was surprisingly empty, considering it was a Sunday afternoon and was the perfect place for people my age to hang out. It had become a routine for me and my friends to always come to the diner on one day of the weekend to spend time together. Since final exams and assignment deadlines were creeping up, students were panicking to finish everything and focus on studying.
Luckily, our hangout session at the diner was being doubled up as a study session, too. So I could cram in more information before I would go home and do more research into the curse or my birth parents. Unless Everett decided to text me offering his help and… other things.
Surprisingly, I felt pretty calm about everything. My assignments were either complete or up-to-date enough that they would
