Mercy Pov. -
“Mercy! We’re going to be late! Get up, get up, get u-up!” My gorgeous dream had just been turned into a nightmare by Lacey. “I swear if we don’t get to meet them, I’ll burn all of your books!”
With that said, I jumped out of bed like the fires of hell were after me. My books are my babies. A fact of my life. My legs happened to be wrapped in the sheets, which ended with my face meeting the floor. Standing high above me – on the bed – Lacey laughing so hard she’d gone silent.
As soon as she started to calm down, she would look at my face and start all over again. By the time she did manage to stop I was sitting up glaring at her. Upset that I’d been rudely awoken, I gave her my deadly glare, “You better have made coffee for me. Otherwise your life ain’t going to be too happy today.” I crawled into our closet to get ready for the One Direction concert.
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