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Sophia Celastio
“Sophia! Sophia!” I put my pillow on my face, not wanting to wake up now. I’m extremely tired because of the pile of works that I swallow yesterday.
“Sophia!” My mom walked into my room.
“Still sleeping.” I said lazily, not caring about my mom who walked in.
“Wake up, Sophia! You have to catch a flight to New York today!’ She said as she tried to take the pillow away from my face. I held it tightly.
“Sophia! It’s 7 and you have to catch the flight at 9!” She said and I groaned. I threw my pillow away and sat up on my bed. I looked at my mom who crossed her arms in front of her chest.
“Ask Cole to go.” I said closing my eyes again.
“Cole is going to UK with your dad today.” She said as she pulled me out from the bed.
“Mom, please let me sleep and ask Cole to fly to New York instead. I’m tired.” I stood up lazily and she smacked my arm causing me to squaled.
“Mom!”
“You can rest after the charity meeting, Sophia. You have to go now!” She pushed me to the bathroom and I sighed. I stripped myself then jumped into the shower. I turned the cold water on to help me wake up.
“I need vacation ASAP.” I mumbled to myself as I walked out from the bathroom. I took out my black skinny jeans, maroon crop top and a baggy flannel. I quickly to my make-up and pulled my hair into a bun. I put on my silver necklace and my red ring from my grandmother.
I took my bag and pulled out my luggage. I always have an extra packed luggage incase of emergency. I walked downstairs and found my mom making me a sandwich.
“You’re ready to go? Peter is ready waiting for you outside.” She said as she cut the tomato. Peter is our driver by the way.
“Can you ask Cole to go?”
“No.”
“Sophia! Go to work and don’t whine like a kid.”
“Mom, I’ve been working non-stop these days and I need a vacation.” I said to her and she put her hands on her waist.
“We’ll talk about that later on, Sophia. Now, you need to go to the airport.” She said and I pouted.
“Bye.”
“Your sandwich..”
“I’m not hungry.” I said as I walked out from the house. I gave the luggage to Peter and got inside the car. I’m damn tired.
Peter drove me to the airport and I opened my phone to check my notifications. I checked the time and it’s 8.10 a.m. I need my coffee first so I need to go to the Starbucks.
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