"Lala, wake up." My left eye was soon pried open, and I looked over to Violeta. She smiled at me, and I gave her a sleepy one in return. I sat up and realized Noor wasn't here anymore.
"She went to that one place she did yesterday." Am I really that readable?
"What time is it?" She looked over to the bedside and pointed at the clock. I looked over and found it only to be seven in the morning.
"Right, there's a clock there. I can't believe anyone has clocks on their bedside tables anymore." Violeta shrugged at me.
"I dunno. Can we go eat breakfast now?" As soon as I started moving, she jumped off the bed with a happy squeal. Why are most kids always wide awake and full of energy in the morning?
We made our way downstairs, and I found that we were the last ones to be in there. Okay, I g
