Jordan's POV
Monday
I woke up before sunrise and saw Daniel slip out the door. Curious, I got dressed and followed him outside, wondering where he was headed.
Footprints led to the trail, still damp from last night's rain. As I neared the cliff, I spotted two figures.
"Why do you always get here before me?" Daniel asked a hoodie-clad person.
"Because I wake up earlier," she chuckled, her laugh sounding familiar.
"Next time, text me to wake up, Tiffany," Daniel replied.
"I need your number first, i***t," she laughed back.
"Remind me to give it to you later. Are you excited about the activities for the next two weeks?" Daniel asked.
"Yes! I love to dance and bake," she beamed.
"Cool, I'm into art a little."
I chose to leave them to their conversation and head
