FREYA
"Freya Darling!" Mrs Greta's voice breaks through the cocoon of sleep I've been floating in.
When the door creaks open, I push myself to sit up. As the elderly woman enters with a tray of food and a bright grin on her wrinkled face, I try to wipe the sleep from my eyes and look grateful.
"Sorry to wake you up so early, dear. I thought you'd want an early start to your day since it's your first day of school." She gently places the tray on my bedside table and smiles at me.
"First day of school?"
"Yes. Jayden called to say he'll pick you up this morning."
For a little while, I'm blinking blearily and attempting to organize my thoughts. I have drool on my cheek, and my vision is blurry, but after a minute of digesting her words, I'm up and out of bed.
"Jayden?" I gasp. "I thou
