Nina
On Saturday morning, I woke up feeling a lot more rested than I had in a long time, despite my injuries from last night. I wondered if whatever Enzo did to fix my leg gave me more energy as well.
When I looked at the clock, it was already past ten, so I climbed out of bed and headed out to the kitchen for some breakfast. Lori and Jessica were sitting on opposite sides of the living room. Both of them had their arms folded across their chests and were scowling at each other.
“What happened to you two?” I asked.
“She stole my hoodie without my permission and got pizza sauce all over it!” Jessica snarled, pointing her finger at Lori, who narrowed her eyes at her.
“I did not steal it,” she said. “I borrowed it. You just left it out here and I was cold!”
“That still doesn’t excuse th
