Reality had set in when my phone alarm went off. The weekend was a total blur as Monday morning had arrived. I let out a long sigh and stared at the ceiling while laying on my bed, naked, counting the days until the weekend. I couldn't stop thinking about Blossom Street where I could be my true self, as a whore, having sex with so many different types of men while also getting paid. But right now, all that I had time for is to get ready for school.