Unpack

Tripp sighed and plopped down on the floor next to his suitcase. He spent a few minutes unloading his clothes and school supplies, then lay down on the flowery pink bed to relax.

He could hear the waves lapping at the shore from his open window, and feel warm sunlight spill over him. He ran a hand through his messy brown hair and closed his eyes, accidentally falling asleep for a bit.

When he woke, he pulled out his phone to check his text. One was from Sam: "i went to go sign us up for classes. looked like u were napping. ill put ur name down and sign for u. meet me in the park at 5:30. if u arent up by 5 im sending holly in after u. god help u if it comes to that. ttyl."

Luckily it was well before 5'o'clock, so Tripp had some time to kill.

But how to spend it...