Music from my house echoes through the street, the party had already started and I wasn’t there.
I take to running and sprint with full speed to get home.
On reaching the house, I realize that I’m sweaty and my hair is a mess; I didn’t get to comb my hair over at Mason’s place because he has comb for women.
I take the backdoor that leads to the basement.
My room is the first destination I reach, I manage to enter my room without anyone noticing me.
I’m lucky I entered unnoticed. Mason must be worried, I left my phone home so no one would know my whereabouts.
I talk to myself as I shut the door.
“You’re right, Mason is very worried about you.”
Shock goes down my spine as I hear the voice of someone other than me in my room. The voice is one I recognize so I don’t bother turning aro
