I was shaken up from my blissful sleep by none other than Owen f*****g Greyson. I was so close to seeing that bastard's face. I opened my eyes to see him staring at me on my bed. "What do you want this early, Owen? Can't you see I was sleeping?" I asked him as I glared. He wasn't answering, and instead was still looking at me. I looked down to see what I was wearing. No wonder he was staring. I forgot that I slept in a tank top and my panties last night. I didn't bother to wear pajamas because I was sweating a lot. I looked up at him and saw that his eyes were at least now on my face. "First time to see a girl in her panties, Owen?" I confronted him. He averted his eyes from me and started to clear his throat.
"Sorry about that but you have a delivery of chemistry equipment and machines.
