Diana's P. O. V
I slept in the next morning, mom understood and let me have my room to myself while she and Makela made me breakfast in bed.
Surprise, Surprise, Makela's technique was not just creative, it was doable and flawless. We got two new girls who signed up for the squad and they are as good as fuck.
Luca invited me to help him move his things later on today. And that meant that I was going to meet his mom. That made me all sorts of nervous, I mean, what kind of conversation are we even going to have?.
My phone rang, I groaned, it was all the way on my desk, and I was on my comfortable bed, in a very comfortable position. Sometimes I wished I had telekinesis.
"That ringing is giving me a headache." I deduced, walking lazily to my phone, my hair in rough curls all over my face.
I hit accept on the call, placing it on my ear, removing the spec from both my eyes, trying to surpress a yawn.