*Katrina POV*
When I first woke up this morning, I was slightly startled. I had almost forgotten where I was. Everything felt like a bad dream, but the reality hit me as soon as I opened my eyes that it was very real.
I had no clue what time it was until I picked up my phone and glanced at the time. CRAP! It was almost noon, and I had so much to do before Derrick got out of class.
I jumped out of bed and rushed into the bathroom. I did my business and jumped in to take a quick shower. After throwing on a pair of shorts and a tank top, I threw my hair in a messy bun and slipped on my shoes.
I rushed downstairs and was about to call Mr. Bradford to get Wendell's number, when I found the man who had fixed my door sitting on a stool in the kitchen. "HOLY s**t!" you scared the living hell
