The alarm sounded, and I reached out to the nightstand, slapping at my phone, knocking it off onto the floor. I leaned over my bed to see where it went, but I gave up and rolled over, pulling the covers over my head before falling back asleep. Again, the alarm blared, and I sighed, pulling the covers off. I rubbed my eyes to get them to focus. When I’m able to see straight, I hang over my bed, searching for my phone. Once I had it in my hand, I headed for the bathroom to get ready for the day. Placing my hair in a messy bun, I avoided makeup all together. I felt like it was a waste of time. Who the hell was I impressing anyway? After I walked to my closet and grabbed my outfit for the day laid it out on the bed. “Paisley?! You awake?” My mom yelled from the door. “Yeah,” I hollered back, picking up the soft sweater from the bed, slipping it over my head, then grabbed the pair of black ripped jeans and pulling them up to the middle of my waist. Once I finished, I stood, picking up m
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