Wake Up Call Groggily, Jaylin sat up in her bed, and stretched. She threw aside her lavender blankets, got to her feet and felt the plush forest green carpet beneath her toes. She let out a long defeated sigh. Mum'd peeked into Jaylin's room a few minutes ago, before she had went off to shop to give her 20 year-old daughter a wake up call and remind Jaylin that she needed to be downstairs in a timely manner. You see, Jaylin was in for it... that's to say a sound thrashing awaited her downstairs. Last night at supper she had been engrossed with her mobile, texting her friends about what they were going do on the weekend (a concert), mum had warned her. "Put the mobile away, you're being rude!" Jaylin responded with a curt reply, mouthed-off, and rolled her big blue eyes and then returned to her phone. A Huge mistake, which she came to regret right away. Mum's response had been to inform her she'd put a call into Callum early the next morning. Chills, at what had now become a nonnegotiable decision caused Jaylin to shake in her seat. Callum Laird, her mother's friend and a neighbor.
