Anonymous
My eyes fluttered open, as the sun beamed into my room. I snuggled in my bed so comfortably that I did not want to leave. That was, until Maple decided to sit on top of me. I pretended to sleep avoiding whatever interrogation she had for me. For a happy-go-lucky girl, who was sweet and innocent, she was pretty damn stubborn. "Brook," she lightly shook my shoulder. I remained as still as possible, not giving any indication...