*Shelby*
I woke up Friday morning stiff and uncomfortable. I'd tossed and turned in my bed all night, worrying about what I was going to say to Michael. I wasn't sure I was ready to see him again, but I was done feeling like I had to watch over my shoulder everywhere I went, waiting for Blaine to be there following me in his black hoodie.
Around midnight, as I was staring at the ceiling, I decided to get up and watch a movie, hoping to take my mind off of Michael. I fell asleep on the couch in the middle of the movie, my head propped on the armrest as a pillow.
“Good morning, sleeping beauty," Lin called from the kitchen.
I heard the coffee pot beep, and it was my only motivation to get off of the couch. I would need something extra to get me through the day today. I padded my way in
