-Molly’s POV-
I trudged up the stairs to my room, feeling as if I could sleep for years. It was as if all the sleep I had gotten earlier had meant nothing. I looked at my watch to see if I had time for a nap before dinner, only to find that I had less than twenty minutes to shower and get dressed.
I groaned and opened my bedroom door, already trying to think up plausible excuses as to why I would miss yet ANOTHER family meal.
“I just need sllleeeeepppp,” I whined out loud as I stepped into my room.
“Well then, you should have kept your ass in bed, huh?” Scott’s voice growled through my room, startling me into dropping my bags.
