Anna
The sun cuts through the driveway, casting a glow so bright on my face as I slide down the window. I can feel my skin burn, but I don't care about that at the moment. I rub my fingers through my hair and scratch my scalp so badly that it hurts. I sigh, look straight at the driveway, slam my forehead slightly. The traffic is driving me insane. A ride to my hometown is supposed to be brief, but that's clearly not happening with the constant buzzing and honking flying in the air.
"Dammit!" I snap, a low growl slips from my mouth.
Grace still won't pick up, and it's driving me insane.
Ringing!
My face instantly goes pale as I take a glimpse of the caller ID.
"I don't just get it," I yell so bad that I can feel my chest knotting badly. "Why is everyone testing my patience lately
