42. Losing It
(Liana)
I was having a really nice dream when a horrible voice pulled me out of my candy filled forest. Go away, I mumbled, still not fully awake. I wasn't ready to abandon little candy babies in the forest. I need to rescue them first.
"Get up, sleepy head. Up and about. We need to be at the airport by twelve.” Asher poked me as he yelled much too loudly for my taste. I twitched inside the blanket and groaned.
“Why do you want me to get up? Taylor hasn’t sung yet.” I grumbled sleepily. I knew my parents were coming today, but it had taken me a long time to fall asleep yesterday, I had almost given in and gone back to Asher's room before getting my sense back. And now my eyes were much too tired.
“Because Taylor had stopped singing an hour ago, idi*t.” He said gruffly
