Even I, can't believe that I am actually capable of waking up and rising from my bed before the sun came up. The last time that I wake up this early is probably when I'm still a baby. It's either my diaper is wet or I'm hungry. Those are probably the only reason.
My eyes opened at six-thirteen in the morning. My eyes didn't leave the screen of my phone, not even for once because I am waiting for a text message. Either from Kahlo or Clyde. I can't miss it. I'm running out of days. I need to execute my plan as soon as possible, before our family sinks to the rock bottom.
"Poppy" Heather banged my door from the outside. I downed my phone on my bed before I stave my eyes off it and darts it to the door that my younger brother is close to tearing down.
I did wake up early but other than s
