“Are you feeling okay Selene?” Everette asked. I excused myself to the bathroom at least ten minutes ago. Everette had his own personal bathroom and it was huge. His bathroom was so neat and tidy. He had a shaver on the side of the sink, but no hair in the sink. The bathroom I shared with Zander looked and smelled like a man, but Everette’s didn’t. I wanted to snoop and see all the things he kept, but I needed to stay on track.
“Yeah, good,” I yelled back. I heard him mumble an “okay.”
It was only like ten minutes. That wasn’t too long.
“What are you doing Selene?” I said, staring at my reflection. My hair looked greasy and I really wanted a shower. The curls were perfectly intact, but my head was at least a shade darker than normal. I hated greasy hair. My blue and hazel eye were a li
