Bailey's pov
The point snaps for the fifth time on the paper. Mira lifts her gaze off the book and look over at me with furrowed brows, her eyes dropping on the pencil I held in my hand. The now point-less pencil.
Her brows furrowed and she stood up, taking the pencil out of my hold. " Girl this is like the sixth time you've broken the point," she pointed out as she sharpened it once more again.
"Fifth actually," I whispered, my mind drifting to Kaleb. He had occupied my thoughts for hours, especially since he have not returned.
" What time is it?" I asked Mira, biting the inside of my cheek.
Mira leaned over the desk, taps on her phone screen until it lights up. " It's seven fifteen."
I looked out the window. From here I could see the neighbours house, all lights were on, but I
