Post by Bree Marcus on Jul 13, 2010 8:17:31 GMT -5
A Night of low lighting and constant visits by members of the health profession had Bree waking bleary-eyed and not looking her best. Worried, though no one had visited her, she did her makeup and drank a cup of tea to clear her foggy brain. She was upset that no one cared about her injury. She knew it wasn’t like it was something major, But it would have been nice if one of her friends had at least texted her or something. Tyler was most likely busy with one of his many women and had no time for her minor problems and Sloane had been too wrapped up in her disappointment over Nolan to have time for her in over a month. She wished she could go away for the last month of school, but that wouldn’t look good on her record. She was considering requesting early admittance to NVSU so she could skip Senior Year. It was doubtful she would be missed and she wouldn’t have to deal with any of this again.
