Her alarm went off for what must have been the third time before Savannah finally woke up. She was late again! But, what was she late for exactly? School. Right! School. She needed to hurry up and get ready before Shane got there, or she was going to make them both late. He was probably already sitting in the driveway, trying his best not to annoy her parents by honking the horn for her to hurry up.
“Wait…” Savannah muttered as she looked blearily around her room. It was her room, for sure. The one she’d grown up in. She could hear the unsteady whirr of the ceiling fan lazily twirling above her head. “We graduated already, didn’t we?”
She could remember prom night, which she spent with Shane and a group of girlfriends who jokingly called themselves his harem. She even danced with Shane’s
