It is past 10:30 pm after our late-night revision class. I definitely disapprove of studying at this time. But this is the only way I can avoid getting home earlier. Mom wouldn't be allowing me to go to Samuel's house for the sake of studying, and definitely, a boy coming to my house to study with me is a no-no. And so here I am, sitting on Samuel's passenger side, trying to stay awake on the 25-minute drive home.
"You keep dozing off, Lana. Tired?" Asked Samuel while his gaze concentrated on the road.
"Hmm..."I mumbled, lazily turning to him, "Yeah, Hansel had an episode again last night."
"Just close your eyes then, I will wake you up later," Samuel suggested.
"Sure," I replied briefly. Silly, my eyelids are heavy. I would be glad to be granted 10 minutes with my eyes closed. I just
