~I'm not mad, I'm just disappointed~

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~Rebels Point Of View~

I wake up early on Monday morning, two days since the letter

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I wake up early on Monday morning, two days since the letter. So that means there are still five days and one week left until my birthday and one week and four days until we leave.

All this is making me very anxious.

I don't know what to expect. I don't know where we could go yet. The plan we have will only buy me more time but it won't shake the guy off forever.

Maybe I should start packing. Yeah, that way I won't miss anything and it'll maybe give me some security.

No, I should wait. I don't want to draw suspicion from Joey.

He and Grey made up some how. I really thought that she would reject him but I guess their mate bond was stronger.

I have been avoiding him like the plague and stayed in my room yesterday. Not like I don't normally do that on a Sunday but that's not important now.

I lift my phone and look at the time. Six twenty three, five minutes have passed since the last time I checked.

After laying in bed for then more minutes I decide to get out.

When I walk over to my closet my foot get stuck in a black hoodie on the ground. I kick it aside in annoyance. Something rolls out of it and hits the ground.

I frown when I see two pears. How did those get here? I pick them up and place them on my nightstand, not knowing what else to do with them.

I get dressed in a red short sleeved blouse with a black denim skirt. After I put my boots on I run down stairs.

I enter the kitchen expecting to be the first one up but the lights are already on

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I enter the kitchen expecting to be the first one up but the lights are already on.

I'm surprised to see Joey sitting at the kitchen table. "Good morning." He greats me.

I don't acknowledge his presence and walk towards the fridge.

"I made scrambled eggs." Joey says. "But they burned so I threw that away."

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