Aileen's POV
I tried relaxing myself on the sofa, looking at my phone, checking the time every second. 3:46 pm...3:47 pm...3:48..I look through my contacts, is Rachel busy right now? I search for her name, and when I finally found it, I immediately press dial..ring...ring...ring...ring...I clicked end, that's odd, she should be picking it up by the second ring, well, normally she would...is she doing something else? She isn't the type to be indulge in shopping.
I'm still lying down the couch, facing my phone, looking at the time. Its only 3:57...why can't time speed itself. "Ugh..."I grunt as I push myself up, I slip my feet in the house slipper and walk towards the door, I pat my pockets to check if I have a hair tie...I don't, I pull out the drawer at the side of the door where I somet
