The Scarred One
Page 63I took the two bowls to my room and ate the one with milk. I dropped the bowl on the floor and dragged a table close to the sewing machine. I put the bowl of dry flakes on it and sat down to continue sewing. As I sewed, I put my hand in the bowl, grab some flakes and throw them in my mouth and chewed.
I finished sewing and stretched my body, feeling sleepy. I checked the time on my phone and it read 8:15am. I yawned tiredly and went to Alex's bed, fell on it and fell asleep.
My phone rang and I raised my hand to grab it from the cabinet and answered.
"Who is it?"
"Dawn, where you at?" Niall asked and I got up, rubbing sleep from my eyes.
"Home, why?"
"Home? Then why aren't you answering the door bell? I have pressing the bell for a while now." He said.
"Huh? Oh, I was asleep. Sorry, i'm coming down now." I got up and went to open the door for him.
"You're asleep by-" he looked at his watch, "10:45? Don't tell me- perhaps you stayed up all night sewing?!" He exclaimed.
"Hmm." I nodded. "Geez Dawn, i'm so sorry. Now it's my fault you didn't get enough sleep." He gave me an apologetic look.