I woke up with the most excruciating headache I’ve ever had in my history of headaches. The instant I opened my eyes, it felt like someone mercilessly banged a pan on my head.

I groaned and shot my eyes back. I thought I had escaped hangover when Mr. Brett woke me up and I didn’t feel anything. Turns out that that is not how it works. I had drunk to stupor, showing no consideration for my system. Now it was payback time.

I would rather go to school late than make an attempt to get up from my bed when my head feels like it was stabbed with a million...