บท 67: ~°~Chapter Sixty-seven~°~

Hayden!!!" Shana yells directly into my ears but I just roll away to the other end of the bed, wrapping myself like a sausage in my blankets and hiding my head under my pillow.

"Go away, Shana." I mumble sleepily, my heavy eyes slipping shut once more.

Everywhere goes quiet and I'm already celebrating my good luck at being able to convince Shana to leave me be, it was the holidays after all.

I'd celebrated too soon because the next thing I know, I'm being shoved off the bed, hitting the carpeted ground with a dull thud. "Ow." I complain in a muffled voice. "Why are you always mean to me?"

Shana just hovers over me with a serious expression, unconcerned that I had just made contact with the floor awfully hard. "Come on, Hay, wake up! We're going to the city today." 

I wink open an eye at this, confused. "And? How does that affect my sleep?" I ask sarcastically, disgruntled that she had woken me up so early.

"B-But…"