My eyebrows arched sligntly and a satisfied smirk crossed over my lips. That's one way to make an impression. I shoved my phone into my pocket, heading up the stairs before going inside, shutting the door and locking it. I headed up stairs, set my bags on my bed, and went to the shower. Then I'd be able to think in silence. I wrapped a towel around me when I was done and went to my room. I slipped on my excuse for pajamas layed down on my bed. I turned my CP player on and flipped the light off. I grabbed my phone, finding Jonah's number. Did he mean to text him tonight? Or tomorrow? Was he joking? I groaned, skipping songs. "Hey"
I typed, shutting my phone and rolling over.
i use my hair to express myself