Tammy's POV:
The whole afternoon of Saturday I was alone in my room. I didn't do much. Just lay there and listened to my favorite songs. My drawing pad was in front of me, but the page was still empty. There was nothing on my mind I could think of drawing or sketching out. Normally it wasn't a problem for me to think of anything, but right now there was no muse to spark that in me.
July just came in after her evening shower and settled into bed to go to sleep. I hated the situation still. It bothered me immensely, but she didn't seem like she wanted to budge. I wasn't the only one to be jealous. Ever since I started hanging out with Zach she also was.