Literature
A New School Part 7 (G/T)
A warm blanket surrounded her, heavily pressing Belle’s body to a rising and falling platform. Everything smelled like pine, from the smooth fabric beneath her to the blanket—wait nope—hand that covered her. She groggily opened her eyes, squirming to get back into a comfortable position. A faint thumping noise resounded around her, peacefully lulling her back to sleep after closing her eyes.
Soon after she faded into blissful unconsciousness, the sun’s piercing rays were streaming through the blinds and into Sam’s bedroom, making Belle groan in annoyance. She could never sleep when it was bright out, even if she