Sammy's POV
"Sam, honey, what’s taking you so much time? They are already here.” Mommy said as she knocks on my door.
"Just a minute, Mom," I replied while I am scanning my reflection in front of my mirror.
I'm wearing denim ripped jeans and a sleeveless top. I partnered it with my rubber shoes.
My hair is fixed in a bun.
With a backpack and a sling bag on and across my shoulder, I go downstairs once I am satisfied with how I look.
Our living room is as quiet and neat as it normally should when I get there so I supposed that they are already outside.
True enough, they are all here. Even my mom and dad are here. I specifically told them last night that they shouldn’t bother themselves waking up this early when it is Sunday today and I can handle myself well but they insisted. They love me that much, aren’t they?
"Finally! Here's the queen!" Nikki said with a touch of obvious sarcasm.
