Tisdale High Chapter 2
*** I woke up to the friendly sound of my mother bitching about the coffee machine being dysfunctional, my body not satisfied at all by the hours of rest it had received. My day off was done, today was Tuesday, back to school, I’d go. With this unpleasant thought in mind, I suddenly realized the cold air that was brushing my face. Now ready for anything, I opened my eyes to discover my sister Alyssa breathing on my face. I detected a fragrance of maple and concluded she had eaten...