Stella’s point of view.

I have been trying to catch some sleep ever-since I bid Megan goodnight and came to my room, but to no avail, rather, I’ve been tossing and turning and yawning and thinking about what she had told me.

What she said is definitely not true. I mean, I don’t have any feelings or whatsoever for Mr. huge d**k, but why can’t I seem to stop thinking about him.

Just when another yawn was leaving my mouth, my door suddenly flung open with a loud bang and I jumped slightly in fright because I wasn’t really expecting someone would suddenly open my door.

“What the f**k, Meg?...