I groan softly, stretching against my satin sheets. Today was the day, wasn't it?
Suddenly, the sun that peek through my blinds weren't as annoying, and the A/C that was currently giving me a stuffy nose, wasn't as bothersome.
I sat up from bed, rubbing my eyes, and throwing my leg over my bed.
I grabbed my phone from my dresser, to find text messages from Trevor.
Good morning, Ms. Devila ;)
I can't wait to see you , I'll pick you up at two.
Sent fifteen minutes ago.
I felt like a giddy school girl on the day of prom.
I stand from my bed, stretching happily. I felt invincible.
It was a bit early, my watch blinking 8:20.
I hadn't made breakfast for myself in forever. The house was silent, not a person in place. I pad downstairs, Humming a quiet tune as I find my kitchen.
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