“Sleep well and have sweet dreams!” We wave each other our goodbyes heading in our rooms. My heart was still racing. Stop, please. I actually need to sleep.
It would have been kind of nice… to have Mark around right now. I would have gone on a Rollercoaster of how I met Isabella and asked if what I am doing is right. After all the times he asked about what type of girl is my type and tried to find one for me, I found one…Mark, someone my type. Are you proud of me?
I put my headphones on and dropped down on the huge baggy pillow. It was not long until I was disturbed with a knock on my door whilst I was singing a Joji’s song. I ran towards the door expecting it must be Isabella. Did she get bored? Did she have trouble sleeping?