The next morning I woke up groaning, my hand falling over my eyes as I felt the worst headache I had ever had in my life. I sat up, holding the side of my head as I stumbled into the bathroom. I quickly splashed water on my face and drank a few palm fulls, trying to rehydrate myself in any way possible. Tiptoeing back into the room, I then chugged the bottle of water Carson gave me last night and walked over to the bed. I grabbed my phone and looked at the time. 8:24 am.. Well, I wonder if anyone is even awake. I soon realized all my stuff was in MacKenzie's room so I slipped on the leather pants and kept on Carson's hoodie that I slept in. Maybe MacKenzie is awake downstairs.
I pulled on my Converse and slowly opened the door. Looking down the hallway I saw the coast was clear and began
