{COMPLETED} ✔ December Bloom

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I woke up with sunshine glaring into my room. No, wait, living room. I flopped back down onto the couch, a growl coming out of my mouth.

I was tired and the sun was shining brightly, full force at me. I looked down to see that I'd been covered by a blanket but was still wearing last night's dress to the Winter dance.

I growled at the memories of the flashback, still vivid in my mind. Dancing with Dante, Braden, Ella…ugh. I frowned at the fact that as I was reliving the Winter dance earlier while sleeping, I was also arguing with my brain about my thoughts on Dante and Braden, how confused they were. I know that I seemed to be arguing with myself in a subconscious part of my brain but for the most, it was flashbacks to the Winter dance.

Apparently, that had gone on (the arguing I mean), long through the night which I suppose, was the cause for my brain hurting this morning.

Stupid self.

I groaned unhappily, rolling and then falling off the couch, onto the rug.

"Ouch!" I exclaimed in pain which brought my best friend running.

"Oh! You're up!" Jenna said somewhere above me and I looked up, squinting at her to see that she was kneeling down and now trying to help me up.

I grasped her hand and we both got up.

The ground spun and I felt dizzy, my limbs feeling like jelly. I couldn't control them.

"Oh god, what time is it?" I groaned.

"Heh heh, you sound like you have a hangover…wait a minute, you haven't drunk anything have you?" her voice laughing at the former part of her sentence but slowly dipping into concern and suspicious-ness when in the latter.

"Oh yeah, 'course I have. I've been drinking glasses and glasses of vodka, coupled with a Bloody Mary…thrice." I commented sarcastically.

Hey! Not my fault.

Okay fine, it is. So what? Sue me,

There should be a law against the sun shining WAY too brightly in the morning when you have a huge headache. It makes people grumpy and sarcastic. Me, for example.

"Right. Well, no need to get all sarcastic on my butt here, Nors. I think you need water, an aspirin and a new change of clothes."

"No, you think?"

And there goes my mouth.