Delilah's POV

Today has been rough. Everything is rough. James leaves and so I go to bed. I have a dream where Ms. Witter lays eggs and they all look like me. Next to her was a shadowy figure draped in flowing black robes. Their face is covered until they stepped into the light. It revealed... I am woken by a knock at my door.

"Lilah, you have to wake up and feed me before I explode! You don't need that much beauty sleep." I get up, open the door, and run passed Rosy down the stairs. I cook some scrambled eggs then go to Daisy's room.

"Hey! I had to cook for Rosy so you have to watch her!" No answer. "Daisy! Bro seriously! I even turned on the stove, and you can't get your butt out of bed." There was still no response so I try to open the door. It is locked so I do the only logical thing I can, kick it in. Inside, there is Daisy, asleep on the floor. "Geez, you scared me, sis! I'm going to Ida's to check on her."

"But you need to watch Rosy," she sleepily said.

"Haha, I woke up before you so it's your turn!" I say as a leave. I gather my books and head over. I knock and Isaiah opens the door. "Hey, Ida here? We're supposed to work on some homework." He says she at Sebastian's. The way he says it is like Sebastian caused World War 2. I say goodbye, and I go home.

It has been a few days since then. I'm downstairs studying when I hear a knock at my door. It's Peter. I tell him to go check on Abby, but my reason for not going myself is a lie. I say it's because we are focusing on the Witter/Miller situation when really, we both kind of already knew. It's Rosy for we are concerned.