The next morning, I groggily woke up, rubbing my neck in a sore spot. Apparently, while watching my show, I, at some point, dozed off. Searching around for my phone, I wanted to figure out what time it was, and I finally found it on the floor, just under the lip of the couch. Tapping the screen twice to wake it up, the time sat at ten minutes after three. What was with this weird timing? I had always wondered, but never knew the answer.
I had a texting notification on my phone from Luis, making me slightly curious. It had been a full week since that thing happened at school, but he had yet to give up. He just did not know when to give up. Getting past my pin was a pain, but when I finally did, the text had me sitting up in a shock. I stood up and made my way to my bedroom quickly.
Luis
