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The pillow felt so comfy as I laid on it. I placed my hands underneath it and adjusted so that I was facing the ceiling.

I took a deep breath and just remained there with a casual smile.

There was not much on my mind, just the feeling of satisfaction that the holidays had begun.

If there was anything that got me stressed out, it had to be driving to school everyday.

Although there were some days I didn't make it to school, I also had to do a few things and take care of business.

I sighed at the random thoughts coursing through my mind. There was not much to do so I sat up on my bed and thought of a drink.

I don’t usually drink early in morning—if at all—but I feel the urge to have a sensation in my throat. Tiffany has been gone a while and I don’t know what she’s doing or who she's out with.

I didn't ask her, not because I don't care but I wanted to give her sometime to realize we could. I grit my teeth as the strong, ‘homemade’ liquid of my second mouthful rolls down my throat.