Angel Academy
I growl, roughly setting my book down on the nightstand.
"You have to get out of here bitch you're 18!" She squeals, bouncing me again.
I leap out of the bed before she can bounce me again and hurry into the bathroom. I take a shower then pull my blow dried hair into a high ponytail and slip on a blue skater dress.
As soon as I'm dressed, Diana links her arm with mine and drags me downstairs. I would have fallen flat on my face if her arm wasn't holding mine tightly.
The dining table is loaded with food: pancakes, waffles, eggs, toast, bacon, sausage, fruit, yogurt—I mean literally every breakfast food I can think of.
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