3:00 A.M.

XI

I woke up to the sound of my alarm, blaring with warning as if not waking up now would jeopardize the full schedule that I have for today.

I squinted my eyes to adjust my vision and read the time.

8:57A.M.

Shit! I overslept!

If I want to finish all my work, I have to wake up now.

I grasp for my fluffy indoor flipflop beside my bed and went for the curtains.

Opening the colossal curtains help or at least let's me force myself to start the day.

Morning sun is always the best. Its heat fuels my soul as it burn lightly on my skin.

I grabbed my phone from the bedside table and checked for e-mails, texts or calls while going to the bathroom.

5 e-mails (mostly from Jana), 2 texts (Macy) and 2 missed calls (Paul).

I read Macy's text first:

"Babe, don't be late for the photoshoot. Also, don't be such a bitch at the field, you know I hate your morning self."

I laughed at her text. She knows I can get very cranky in the morning and she always told me how she loathe me because of that.

The bottom showed her other text:

"On our way now. Paul brought a slut - his new slut, Aeron."

"Ugh. Tell me something I don't know." I muttered.

Macy and I hated it when Paul brought his 'men-sluts' at work because he gets distracted a lot and that's just unprofessional. He never cares though.

I almost dropped my phone when I noticed that the text was sent twenty-three minutes ago, that means they'll be here soon.

I threw my phone back to bed and took a bath.

After a few minutes I emerged from the bathroom.

Soft beads of water from the shower ran the length of my waist-level black hair, dripping to my wet collar bone which seemed to deepen even more because of lack of sleep.

I didn't bother putting a towel on my hair because time is not my friend today.

There was another text from my phone and it was from Macy again.

"We're here, is your ass ready?"

Fuck it!

I reached for a plain white shirt but what I got was Paul's gift that has the head of a rainbow Unicorn on it.

The doorbell rang.

"Just a minute!"

Jeans! Where's that stupid jeans?!

It rang again and I rolled my eyes.

These two loves to pressure me a lot. They know I get freaking panicky when I'm in a tight schedule.

I reached for a short pants instead and slung the towel on my shoulder.

My phone beeped but I wasn't able to check it anymore because the doorbell rang for the third time.

I ran and angrily banged the door open.

"I swear, you two are-"

A raise of a brow. A sexy smirk. A scrutinizing gray eyes.