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The next day, Sofia woke up in the comfort of her own bed. With messy blonde hair, she turned over on her side as her eyes opened. "Ugh..." She quietly groaned and rubbed her eyes with the palms of her hands. It was definitely a long night. She didn't sleep as terribly as she thought, but it still wasn't really a good rest. A knock sounded at her white wooden door, followed by a gentle voice. "Sophie, honey?" The girl swung her legs over the side of her bed, getting ready to answer the door. "Yeah, mom?" She asked with a long yawn, and walked toward the door dressed in purple pajamas decorated with mini white polka dots. Sofia opened the door, her eyes meeting directly to her mother's. She was an aging woman, but still kept soft features similar to Sofia's. Her blonde hair was shared with her mother, as well as her light blue eyes. "A boy named Bill called for you. He said he wanted to see you at his house as soon as possible?" The shorter woman explained with curiosity in her voice. "He isn-" Sofia cut her off with a playful eye roll. "No, he isn't my boyfriend or anything." Her mother shrugged, and walked off after delivering the message. "Just remember you have school tomorrow, dear." Sofia responded with a nod, not expecting her mom to even see. Sofia closed the door, and took a deep breath. Back to Bill's house? What else was wrong now...? Who else did he contact? The clock hadn't even hit 12:00 in the morning yet.









