Flashback[a few years ago]
I stifle a yawn as sleep wants to take over, I'm lying in Dylan's bed. He was training
the whole day and I was scrubbing the floors on the fourth floor. Some girls were
teasing me again as I did, calling me Cinderella and asking when my prince coming,
luckily Dylan's friends scared them away.
" Why does Cherry hate me these days?" I question. We used to be friends but she
started to hate me. Dylan lazily shrugs his shoulders. I smile and ruffle his hair. He
looks tired.
" I'm going to sleep," I try to stand up but he holds my hand
" No, stay. Sleep with me," he groans, his eyes are still closed. I widen my eyes, I
have stayed in here before but he always takes the couch or the floor.
" On the .. same .. b. Bed?" I ask. He nods.
" I can't!" I whisper y
