I didn't remember falling asleep. The only reason I knew I slept was because someone was shaking me.
"Ash. Ash, wake up."
I tried to fight whatever was waking me, but I wasn't coherent enough. I started to open my eyes as soft hands grabbed my arm.
Giggling fluttered through my ears. "Come on. Wake up, sleepyhead."
A figure materialized before me, and I blinked several times to make sure I wasn't delusional.
Abby's bright smile lit up the room. Her hair fell in messy waves down her back. Her yellow tank top hugged her delicate curves, as did her shorts, which showed off her slender legs. She leaned forward and kissed me, just a sweet peck on the lips, and it felt like a jolt of electricity shot through my veins. No kiss ever did that to me before.
