The next day, I woke up at 9:00 am, realizing I only had an hour to get ready. Grabbing my duffel bag, I opened the door to find no one around and headed to the bathroom.
To my shock, I came face to face with a half-n***d Brandon brushing his teeth. I screamed, quickly shut the door, and rushed to find another bathroom.
I walked two doors down, found it empty, stepped in, and locked the door behind me. After brushing my teeth and showering, I got dressed and tied my hair in a ponytail. I then headed to Brandon's bedroom and knocked.
"Come in," he said. I opened the door and peeked inside.
"I'm leaving to visit my mom at 10:00. I'll see you later," I told him.
I closed the door and went downstairs. Hearing voices from the back, I opened the front door and left. I walked to the bus stop
