BIANCA'S POV

"Biancaaa..." Laura groaned as she tossed and turned on my bed. "I wish I can remain here for the rest of the week. I don't want to go to work anymore. I don't want to see anyone. I think we should both rebel." She suddenly sat up on the bed, folding her leg into themselves. I felt like a mess, but seeing her hair all spiked up in different angles, with her large doe eyes looking through the equally big and thick frames she wore, made me burst into laughter. "You're weird." She muttered, having no idea what made me laugh so hard.

"Oh, Laura! You have no...