The weekend went by and now it was Sunday evening. I was current sitting up in bed reading one of my favourite books; The Hunger Games. I can't count how many times I've read it.
I was so indulged in the book, that I hadn't heard the soft tap on my window at first. When I hear the second tap, I put the book down and listen. After a while, I hear it again. Yep, I definitely wasn't imagining things.
I rest the book on my bedside table and got off the bed. I went over to my window and open the curtains. I slide the window pane up and look out. Tyler was sitting on his window sill, looking as comfortable as ever. He had a few pebbles in his hands.
"Were you planning on breaking my window?" I ask.
"No, I didn't hit it that hard." He shrug his shoulders as if it was nothing.
"What do you w
