Seven is too much.

Maga

“Scar! Wake up it's already five am. Ashton just called me saying that the jet will be departing at eight am.” June said shaking me awake I grumbled something under my breathe.

“I am up. Give me five minutes, I will get off the bed.” I mumbled before turning to the opposite side and sleeping again.

“You better be ready by the time I come back,” June warned me.

“Where are you going?” I muttered, opening my eye to see that June was already dressed, in a beautiful pink sundress.

“I am going to give Celine her clothes and help her get ready too. I will meet you in the foyer at six. And before I forget, Ashton said that Heath will come up here to help you take our bags downstairs.” June yelled, and I mumbled a yes, and after a few minutes, I heard the room door open and close.