Pop My Cherry Daddy!
I rubbed my palms against the throbbing sides of my forehead, trying to get a glimpse of the world.
My eyes parted softly and the blurry sight of Aunt Amma, Mr Ignazio and my cousin welcomed me in.
I sat upright, holding onto my pounding forehead and grimacing.
"Finally, thank goodness." I heard the relieved sound of my aunt's voice and slowly I opened my eyes.
"Good morning Aunt."
"You had much to drink last night, Bella. Where are your manners?" Aunt arched her brows while my cousin just slumped onto the couch, rolled her eyes at me, and grabbed a bowl of popcorn, munching on it nonchalantly.