I rolled out of bed upon hearing - and feeling - a vibration under my head, and I grabbed my phone and lifed it from under the pillow to see the text message.

"You up?"

Colby.

"Yeah. Why?" I answered back as I swung my legs out from under the blanket.

"You live near Vegas, right?" He replied back to me.

"Yeah. Next time, don't answer a question with a question next time, ok?"

"Yeah. But I asked because I was wondering if you wanted to come over to Jon's house to meet him and stuff."

At first, I was confused, but then I realized that Jon and Dean are the same guy... technically.

"Sounds cool. When? Today?" I asked, taking a selfie of me pulling a very quizzical expression and adding it with the text.

"If ya wanna come over today, that's fine." He replied a moment later.

"Aight then, I'll visit today! :)"

"Sounds cool. I'll let him know. FYI, he asked me to ask ya if ya wanted to come over. Just to clarify."

"Ok, Colby-Jack! Lemme get dressed and all, and I'll text ya back when I'm leaving." I finished.

I stood up and jogged over to my closet with the obvious intention to find some clothes to wear.

I opened the closet doors, and flipped the lightswitch for the closet on.

The light revealed various T-shirts, tank tops, hoodies, sweaters, jeans, shorts, skirts, leggings, rompers, jumpers, dresses, and other various articles of clothing.

Within 30 seconds, I selected a blue Tinker-Bell graphic top that said "The Feisty Fairy" on it, black jeans, and green flats with a big white pom-pom on each, which I called my "Tink slippers."

I jogged over to my drawer and grabbed a nude-color bra, and then went to the bathroom to get dressed.

My bathroom was decently sized for my home, with beige colored walls and white tile flooring, a rug that made the white become blood-red when water made contact with it, a book was set on the shelf opposite the toilet, and a white bathtub with the fancy gold claw things on the bottom of the tub.

I tugged the oversized apricot colored sweatshirt off of my body, and then swiftly put on my bra. I tugged my head through it's appropriate hole of the t-shirt, tugged on my pants, and slipped on the Tink slippers.

I grabbed the sweatshirt from the hook I'd set it on, and then set it in the dirty clothes hamper in my room.

Thinking about the possibility of an overnight stay, I grabbed various clothes and placed them in a white backpack, along with my toothbrush, vanilla flavored Crest toothpaste, and my green and white mini-brush.

I put my phone in my back pocket, and grabbed my car keys.

I only slung one strap of the backpack on my left shoulder, turned off the bedroom light, and traversed to the kitchen.

I opened the refridgerator and grabbed some bottled water and two apples.

I opened the bottle of water, satisfied when I heard the crack of the cap and the ring of weary plastic tear away from each other and took a sip as I shut the door to my home.

I pressed the black "unlock" button, hearing the doors unlock as I neared the driver's side door.

I opened the door, the scent of my jasmine air freshener embracing me.

I put my butt in the seat, dumped my bag in the passenger seat, and closed the door.

I quickly sent Colby a text saying that I was on my way as I stapped myself in.

I put the keys in the ignition and turned the key forward, delight plastered on my face at the purr of the engine of my silver car.

I looked behind me as I backed up, and then I was off to Vegas.

To meet Jon.