~Destiny~
When my alarm clock rang, I sat up sleepily on another boring Monday morning. I tied my hair up in a messy bun and walked out of my bedroom. Dawson stopped sleeping on my bed just yesterday, and he told me to wake him up since his phone died for the alarm clock.
I slowly opened the guest room door and saw him on the bed with his covers up to his shoulders. Some of his tousled hair was falling on his eyelids and he was sleeping on his left side.
"Dawson," I said, walking forward and lightly shaking him. "Dawson!" I said more annoyed. He still didn't wake up and stirred on his right side. I kicked his back and he groaned.
"What's your problem?" he growled. I told him to wake up for school and he sat up cross-legged, rubbing his head. I tried not to look because it was my sec
