I crack an eye open as I try to peer through the darkness of my room. I don't know when I fell asleep, but memories start to rush back in unwanted waves until it stops on Dennis's face.
I remember him touching my sore arm and pulling the gauze over the scratches. I twitch awake, realizing that I'm wearing the same clothes from yesterday. Since it's Saturday, sleep shouldn't be a problem. I stretch my arms forward, yawning.
I wonder what time it is? The stars are still displayed outside of my window so I'm pretty sure it's still the middle of the night.
I check my clock and see that its 3 am. After complaining about sleep for the entire week my body just suddenly feels the need to waste this time to be awake. I groan, propping myself over my window sill, peering outside. Th
