Chapter Hundred Ninety-Eight

CHAPTER HUNDRED NINETY-EIGHT

*South Africa in a bit!*

Days passed by like a blur and even before one can say Jack Robinson, Saturday came slamming on their faces.

The chirping of the early morning bird at her slightly ajar bedroom window roused her from sleep. She yawned deeply, flexing her muscles. She rubbed her eyes groggily and glanced at the bedside alarm clock.

The time reads; 7:27 am.

Suddenly her eyes popped open as the realization dawned on her.

Today is Saturday!!!!! Today is the trip day to South Africa and her flight is due by 10 am!!!!

She scooted over to her bed and grabbed her phone. With a mere hand gesture, the phone came to life and several notifications popped up 4 missed calls from Drake and 10 missed calls from her father.

Shoot!

In a swift moment, She sprung from the bed like a spooked dog.

Being late gives you this adrenaline you never thought you had especially if what you are almost running late for is very very important to you.

She ran to the bathroom a