~Destiny~
I was tired, I woke up tired, I ate breakfast tired, I dressed up tired, I hobbled down the stairs tired. If I hadn't clung on to the railing, I would've dived head-first into the hardwood floor. A concussion was the last thing I needed right now, since I was woozy and dizzy the entire morning.
My backpack weighed a hundred pounds, but I sucked it up and walked into the kitchen. My alarm clock was set at five in the morning, and I knew it was all Dawson's fault. It wasn't my fault I was continuously late! Or maybe it was. For a cocky, popular teenager, he had nice time management.
I pretty much slept through the next two hours, so it was 7 by the time I actually woke up.
It was 7:30 sharp right now, but I didn't see Dawson anywhere. I knew I had around thirty minutes befo
