It's 9.57 am and I'm awakened by the movement of my body as Allison shakes me.
"Hey sleepy. You're missing daylight," I hear her say as I groan, burying myself further under my covers. I'm missing daylight, it's not even struck ten yet.
After taking a shower and brushing my teeth througly in an attempt to get rid of any possible scent of alcohol that may be lingering on myself (luckily, I'd been able to sneak in last night so I wasn't caught drunk), I spit the minty substance into the sink and rinse the basin, making sure to wipe the stray bits of toothpaste off the sides.
I leave my hair natural as straightening it takes so long and I simply don't have the patience this morning. With my hair being naturally wavy, it's even hard to put it into any type of style and takes a lot of effort.
I'm surprised I even slept at all last night. I was continually tossing and turning as I thought about Connor. A thrill ran up my spine, just like one had when his lips locked with my own. I had felt his warm, calm breath on my face as a tingling sensation traveled through my body. I'm still struggling to come to terms with that.
I decide not to make an effort with my outfit today, I have no one to impress so my outfit is appealing to my current mood. I was never one to care what people thought or said about me anyway. I decided on light skinny jeans and my You Me At Six t-shirt with a grey hoodie. I slip them onto my shivering body, over my undergarments and grab my toiletry bag before returning to the bathroom once again. Whilst humming to 5 Seconds of Summer, I splatter some of my vanilla scented moisturiser onto my face, spereading it out with my fingers before rubbing it in.
Once that's done, I apply my make-up; some concealer, lip-gloss, eyeliner and mascara. I slip on my red converse and place my make-up back in its bag then trudge my way down to the lounge where the kids are sat watching Spongebob Squarepants. I grab a bottle of water from the fridge, along with an apple and sit down on the sofa, joining them before my phone buzzes in my pocket. After finding it, my eyes flashed down to the screen. Before reading the message, I noticed the time: 11.27 am
1 new message(s) from: Emily <3
Hey! the guys and I are going to the Churchill Square later. If you want to come, I'll pick you up at 2 xx
I smiled at the thought of spending the day at the pier. So far, my first week here has been surprisingly good. Emily, Chase and the others had been so welcoming and kind to me. I had become a friend of theirs. They had made being here so much less hard and they were easy to talk to. I quickly reply to her.
Sure. That would be great. I honestly have no clue of the surroundings around here :) x
I jumped when she replied only seconds later. How does she reply so fast? I think, laughing.
I was hoping you'd say yes. As much as I love the guys, I need a girl around. I'll go get ready just now xx
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I started to largely regret agreeing to spend the day with Emily after a few hours. I had walked around Churchill Square for the whole day with her and every few minutes she was pulling me into store after store. I obligingly let her though because pissing my new friend off after only knowing her for two days wasn't something that I cared to do.
Personally, I think that shopping is one of the worst ways to past time though and my feet are burning as we head back to Emily's cars and drop our bags inside.
Emily's phone vibrates then, the screen lighting up and she turns to me. "The others are down by Starbucks, we'll head over and meet them."
"Sure, sounds great," I say, smiling.
