Turning over, my arm sprawled out across Reese's chest. I was naturally an eventful sleeper, tossing and turning all night into weird positions, trying to get comfortable. Reese's rolled over, his shoulder digging painfully into my stomach.
"Ow." I grumbled, pushing him off of me. He sat up, rubbing at his pink, puffy eyes. He leaned over to the nightstand, grabbing his phone.
"What time is it?" I asked, pushing my long hair from my face.
"7 o'clock." He answered, his voice still rough from sleep.
"Are you going to school?" I questioned, hoping he would say no.
"Yes, I need Esme." He replied, getting off the bed towards his bathroom. I heard the shower turn on as I walked out the door and down the stairs. I stumbled into the kitchen to meet the wary eyes of Evie, Rowan and Aaron.
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