It's heart wrenching how time moves super slow when you have nothing to do, but when you needed to get things done, that's when it'll speed up just to spite you. You know, maybe it's an evil spirit that can read every one's thought.
After all the dramas that had occurred this afternoon, it's was only two o'clock! What is she supposed to do with the remaining time? Lock herself up in the room and sleep? She can't go out in fear of Jay finding out she was well and drag her back to the gym, but she's tired of staying in the room.
Que tapped her fingers crossed the wooden dresser staring at the clock ticking annoyingly slow. She fought the urge to slam it against the wal...
"Oww!" She cried at the pain coming from her scalp. "Hey take it easy. Do you want to tug my hair out of their roots?" She grabbed Anna's hand who was combing her hair.
Why did she agree to this? This girl is going to murder her!