I wasn't sure what was worse between my hairstyle or the jacket. Having to wear the same Jacket or cold and rough hair!

I wouldn't go to school on this hairstyle neither will I pick such an outfit on my own.

"Damn it," I cussed and turned my attention to the outfit on the bed.

I needed to play my cards well and that includes acting like everything is okay. This asshole might just be such or maybe a psychopath.

I'm sure I'm doing a very good at this because no one seems to notice how crazy I've been and how I'm so close to ending this shit.

There was...