I’m awake when my alarm goes off. Everything from the night before swirled in my head like a hurricane. I knew I had a quiz in
Chapman’s Algebra class today, and I needed the rest, but my body refused to shut off.
Nothing a giant cup of Joe couldn’t conquer.
I peeled myself from bed, grabbing my clothes to make it to the bathroom before the boys. Most days they had football practice
before class, but with the game only a day away, I figured they had a day to rest.
I walked past Maverick’s door, listening to the silence. I couldn’t sleep in silence, I needed a box fan or rain sounds to get through
the night. I slipped into the bathroom, stripped and stood in the hot water.
Thoughts of the night before floated in and out of my reach. Besides the obvious make-out session that still
