Chapter 44. iWrite’s Terms of Use

“Hey, sleepyhead!”

Savannah felt like she was brought back to the real world when she sensed her friend Shirley giving her a strong tap. She rubbed her eyes and even envied Shirley a bit because she still felt very sleepy.

“Hey… wake up!” If earlier Shirley used a slap, this time she pinched Savannah’s side. “Crazy, you… your grandma came in a while ago! She saw the drinks you had… and got worried, so she called me. Looks like you need a friend. They’re sure you won’t tell them your problems…” Shirley added, heaving a sigh after speaking.

After a few seconds, Savannah got up. She rubbed her eyes, wiped away the sleep, and then stretched. Her back was a bit sore now… maybe because she slept in an awkward position.

“So… did you follow my suggestion? Did… did you confess to Trevor?” Shirley asked with a raised eyebrow.

Savannah nodded in response. She yawned again because she was still quite sleepy. She glanced briefly at her wall clock near the door and s