KYREN'S POV
The loud ring of my phone jolted me from my sleep. Yawning while picking my phone, I tried to remember when I had slept off. Squinting at the screen, I saw Rainbow's name flashing. What does she want?
"Kyren, get outside now," Rainbow's voice thundered with urgency and irritation.
“Are you at my house?” I replied, my voice rougher than I intended it to be. “Just come in”
“Kyren, come outside, I don't want to encounter you father this morning,” she sounded more irritated
Confused, I quickly threw on some clothes and stumbled outside. There, parked in front of my family house, was Rainbow's car – a gleam pink Lamborghini that glowed as streaks of sun hit it. And leaning against it was Rainbow herself, as fashionable as ever
She wore a designer crop top that shimmered with s
