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I pull on a white hoodie, wrapping my hair up in a bun and hastily make my way toward the bathroom. Of course he had to call me at ten and inform me to be ready in ten f*****g minutes. I rush into the bathroom and grab all the toiletries I'll need and then run back into my room, rummaging through my closet in search for an outfit for tomorrow. "f*****g Riven." I grumble, throwing clothes over my shoulder. I'm seconds away from calling him and cancelling.
I grab ahold of a white sundress and shrug, shoving it into my night bag and go back to my dresser, shoving my hair brush and hair ties into it. I zip the bag closed and swing it over my shoulder, grabbing my phone before making my way out of my room. Alison is at a study group tonight and informed me that she'll be sleeping ov
