"Fleur!"
Rather than setting an alarm on my phone, I'm fairly certain that Amy's voice will do the job without my having to open my eyes.
"Fleur! Wake up! Is this really true?! Oh, my goodness! People were immensely invested in your relationship with the wealthiest and most attractive man in England," she exclaimed.
Oh jeez... Perhaps I should accept the fact that my life won't be normal, peaceful, and quiet as long as Mr. Evans is my boyfriend.
Her nonstop movement on my bed made me grunt in irritation. There's no way I can go back to sleep in this kind of situation. Besides, it was my fault. I forgot to lock my door.
"Amy, what time is it?" I asked in a drowsy voice. My eyes were still shut.
"6:27," she responded with delight.
"Argh! 6:27? My duty is at 8 for godsake, Amy. I need
