Sammy Walcott

I barely slept last night. After my run in the rain, I stayed awake for most of the night. I don't know when I finally drifted off to sleep but it was surely too late. I was still sleepy and my limbs felt sore.

Fuck Elijah.

I dragged my feet downstairs, in dire need of caffeine to wake me up. "Morning Mum," I greeted grabbing my ready mug. "How was your night?"

"Peachy" She replied. "How was yours?"

"Not enough. I'll need another mug to survive today." I say. She smiled going around fixing me another coffee.

"School trouble?"

"Yea..."

"Well not to add to your troubles but...