Autumn jerked awake as Van Halen's “Ain't Talkin' 'Bout Love" intro blasted from her new phone.
“Nope," mumbled as she reached over and turned it off. “Not today."
Autumn really didn't see the point in getting up to go to another list of job interviews that she knew she wouldn't get.
'Nobody wants to hire a felon. Doesn't matter if they know me or not,' she thought as she rolled back over, ignoring the rising sun.
“Autumn, get up! There's breakfast ready," came her mom's voice through the vents.
She ignored that too. Then, her phone started buzzing violently.
“Dear God," she half yelled.
Autumn rolled back over and answered the vibrating phone without looking at the caller.
“Hello?"
“Breakfast is ready, honey."
“Mom?" Autumn looked at her phone. Sure as s**t.
“Why are you cal
