The screeching of my phone woke me up. I blindly stumbled out of bed and glanced around, the sound was nearly driving me insane. The demon phone was resting on my dress table.
I cursed and grabbed it. "Hello?" I pushed some of my blonde hair out of my face.
"Julia, hey."
I physically relaxed at Andrea's voice. The urge to murder died down.
"Andrea hey. Why the hell are you calling me so early in the morning?"
I heard her giggle."Good morning to you too. I really need your help. Amma Skype you now."
"Wait, don't–"
She cut the call.
I sighed and glanced at my alarm. Nine.
I carried my phone with me into the bathroom.
At a glance of myself I groaned. My blonde hair looked like it had gone through a hurricane, I had huge bags under my eyes and my skin was really really pale.
Andrea'
