Long Morning

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(Your POV)

I woke up pretty late. I was in the leaning group but on the farest side. The others were still sleeping soundly while the movie replayed over and over again.

I quietly got up. I tried not to wake anyone up or make any weird movements. I, then trudged to my dorm to get ready.

"Where are you going?" Someone whispered.

I whipped around to see Maine. He looked less then amused and tired as fuck. I couldn't blame him. "I'm going to go and get ready." I answered. I rubbed my eyes and yawned. I had a funny thought.

Maine would walk by a toaster as it goes off. It makes a popping noise and toast flies out. It scared Maine so he shrieks like a girl and chucks it into the sink and drowns it.
I giggled at the thought but failed to keep it to myself. "What's so funny?" He demanded and crossed his arms. "N-nothing." I stuttered. I couldn't exactly take him seriously while he was wearing those pink and orange boxers and white/gray tank top. Maine walked away in annoyance.

I made it up to my room to see that I would have the room to myself for tonight. I shook my head and kneeled down next to one of her bags of clothing and other stuff. I wonder what Maine was looking for. I thought. I unzipped one of the bags and went through them.

Feminine products?
Nah, that's just creepy.

I dug a bit more and found a magazine.
Just something she probably wanted to bring to look at when she had the day off. I assumed.

There was mostly clothes in the one bag but nothing to mysterious. Nothing that I wouldn't bring.
I went through her other bag.

A book?
Sloppy Firsts by Megan McCafferty.
It's just a book. I would read it.

Maybe Maine found what he was looking for and left with it. I don't know and I don't care.
The sound of footsteps caught my attention a they came down the hall.

thump thump thump thump thump

I shoved Ohio's stuff back into the bags and hopped onto the bed. The footsteps began to get louder and approached my room.

Thump Thump Thump Thump Thump

I shut my eyes and began to make my breathing slower to hide that I was really awake. The door creeped open and it was-

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