Chapter 183
- HAZEL -
A buzz makes my brows crease, stirring the sleepiness out of my eyes. I don’t want to not be asleep. I want to have some rest. It’s the least I can have after such a shitty day; this is me referring to yesterday by the way.
The buzz keeps disturbing. I turn to the side, keeping my eyes shut while folding my pillow over my ear which faces the ceiling, trying to protect myself from the buzz. What is that noise and why does it sound so loud?
“Whoever it is, please check your phone.” I groan, mumbling words to myself. An early morning reminder that I lost my cell is not how I thought today will start.
“I swear if one of you ladies don’t get your ass off your beds and check the damn phone-“ my voice is strained and muffled under my breath with the right pitch of frustration.
“Girl shut up and let us sleep. It’s not from our side.” Is the answer I get back. From how faint and fatigued the voice sounded, I could tell it was either Savory or Ash. I scoff.
“Is it yours, Jasmine?” I got no answer in return. I guess something is going to make me get up this bed sooner than I expected. I groan, sitting up. My eyes are still sleepy but that device shows no mercy. Why it’s so loud, however, is something I can’t fathom.
A yawn rattles out my mouth as I stretch my arms. My eyes finally opens up a little, checking my bed out. It’s messy and a corner is full of scattered notes and pens and my empty bag along with my laptop and a pack of pads and lip gloss and whatever thing you can imagine to have been in a female’s bag. On the side of my bed, just by my pillow, however is my phone.
Am I dreaming? Did I hit my head when I fell asleep? I fold my fingers and scratch my eyes, then open them slightly again. It IS my phone. It’s the source of the buzz. Apparently, it’s an alarm.