Big Bad Wolf

The next morning, I oversleep.

That has never happened before. I've never even needed an alarm, I have always woken up at four in the morning, no exceptions.

Except for today, I guess. I grab my phone and gasp when I see that it's half past eight in the morning.

I've never slept so much in my whole life, I think that's why I feel so weird... rested, even. I don't know why no one woke me up, but I'm kind of glad, this way I saved myself four and a half hours of watching my parents kissing all over camp pretending they’re perfect and watching every damn thing I do like I'm a kid at his first football game.

"What's wrong with you, are you sick?" my mother asks as soon as I take a step into the cafeteria. She's sitting on my dad's lap, who's scowling at me.

"No, no, I just overslept. I'm going to grab a fruit or something, and then I'll go with my group."

"Oh, I want to go with you!"

"Uh... no... I don't think that's a good idea," I start to say, because I definitely don't want her wa