Sophie’s pov

I groaned as I roused from my slumber, angry at whoever interrupted my dream.

The knock came again, making me scowl.

Who the hell was that?

I rubbed my eyes as I approached the door tentatively. I was about to yank the door open when a thought occurred to me.

What if he has found me?

I peeped through the hole, and it was just Gwen.

“Hey girl, let me in” she yelled,

I scowled. Thank God it was her.

I yanked the door open, “what the hell, Gwen?” I asked,

“Don’t give me that look; I came to help you pack.” She says as she brushes past...