Chapter 19. Sleepover

Bree’s POV

I was in my room, on the bed with my SpongeBob pajamas, my foot bare, tucked in front of the TV, even though it was 4:30 p.m.

I couldn’t care less as I munched on the pretzels; it was so crunchy, I don’t even know how many I had stuffed in my mouth. I really should be getting on with some homework, but it’s Saturday. It’s called the weekend for a reason, which means free from all school activities and dramas.

This was my well-deserved time off.

I was munching away without taking much care of what was going on around the neighborhood; my focus was on the TV, where my favorite vampire diaries were being played for the hundredth time. I groaned when I heard the sound of my phone ringing.

Why can’t I just have one free day for myself? Is it too much to ask?

“Thanks to the heavens, you finally picked. Where the hell did you put your phone? I have been calling since this morning.” I pulled the phone away from my ear before I went deafe