HUNDRED AND FOUR

JORDAN

Two Weeks Later

“Good morning to you, too.” Sawyer mumbled thickly.

“If you mean bad, then I’ll take it.”

I have to be mean. That is if I want to get out of here alive. I had to come back under the roof, against my wish.

Plus, a couple other reasons why I decided I could come over today. My friends? I have been in sabotage at their place for almost a month now. Not that they are complaining, no they never will.

I could spend years at their place and nothing would be muttered.

It’s also high time I get my own apartment, a few from the money I am saving up for college can get me there. I can start going to Meyer’s occasionally, to make up for the few spent money.

First thing first, getting my beloved mother’s frames from my room and packing up my belongings.

“Sounds like you’ve decided to come back home. I was beginning to worry.” She snarled, flipping her hair backward, shooting it out of its bun.

“Sounds like you haven’t been staying home recently. I was worried you fled