Maya

Restlessness consumed me, and its source totally eluded me. Pacing back and forth in the room offered no relief; neither did the solace of books, nor the distraction of a movie or series. Literally nothing. 

I was stuck. 

Alone in my room, it echoed with my thoughts. Jackson was absent, having joined Tyrone and Ivy for the night. They had spirited him away to their room, already stocked with his favorite snacks and chocolates. 

"God, what is wrong with me?" I ...