Waking up after the worst possible night's sleep, Erica immediately noticed that her alarm had not gone off. Bolting upright in her bed, she glanced down at the clock.
8:50pm - it read. Face palm!
Throwing back the covers, she scrambled around her new room and pulled out the first few clothes from her wardrobe; a black and grey camo top, and a pair of skin tight ripped jeans.
Quickly throwing the items of clothing on her body, she then gave her waved hair a quick brush through, which made the small curls almost bounce and then picked up the nearest jacket she could find - her blue denim jacket.
Rushing downstairs, she noticed that her mom was no where to be found and so figuring that the woman had already left for work she grabbed her bag, which was hung on the back of one of the kitc
