Eight

****Chapter 8****

"Joan pov"

"It's morning again!" I said to myself.

I stood up and wore my flip flop then went to the bathroom to wash the sleep off my face.

I wash my face and rinse my mouth to clean the sleep off.

"Another day for an hectic work." I said to myself.

I came out of the bathroom and saw the bedroom was empty I checked around but couldn't find Naomi my best friend.

"Naomi!" I called her but I didn't hear a reply, my heartbeat accelerated.

"Where could she have gone to without letting me know? I know she wakes up early, but any time she wakes up she always wake me too, and if I wake up early I always wake her alongside with me."

"Naomi!" I called again I didn't hear her replied. I quivered and ran downstairs, I checked downstairs but still I couldn't find her,I was about to burst in tears when I saw her coming down from the stairs as gorgeous as always.

"Hey b**ch!" Naomi called.

"Good morning asshole, and stop calling me b**ch."