"I seriously can't believe we're already leaving for California." I rubbed my eyes as I walked out of my bathroom and into my room. Luke was still laying in bed and looked like he was still sleeping.
He said something I couldn't hear since his words were muffled by pillows and blankets. I rolled my eyes and crawled back onto my bed, sitting right on top of him.
"It's time to get up, Luke." I shook his shoulders a he groaned. "It's only six in the morning." I joked.
"Can you please get off me?" He grumbled, not sounding himself. I got off of him and crawled back off my bed, watching his chest rise and fall a few more times before he rolled over and sat up.
I faint smile appeared on my face at the sight of him just waking up. Every person seems to hate the way they look when they get ou
