“HOLY MOLLY! Isla…!” Becca’s loud voice roared the moment she woke up. With wide eyes, she held tight to her phone, that has been ringing continuously.
“Isla!” she shouted and poked her friend, who was sleeping beside her.
She’s been shouting and Isla still lets out a snore. She arched her brow and poked her once again.
“Isla…”
“Isla… your brother is calling me,” she continued.
Isla then moaned and turned to her side. She slowly opened her eyes. “What?”
Becca flashed the screen of her phone near her eyes. Isla then got up immediately which makes her head throb in pain and felt a sting between her bum.
“What are we going to say?” Becca asked.
“Tell him we’re getting ready for school—f*****g s**t!” she cursed. She met Becca’s eyes. “What time is it?” she asked.
Becca glanced into he
